09:00 While Youngest Son has his post-breakfast nap, I quickly tidy away the breakfast things, pack a bag for the day and, if there's time, re-build a train track or read a story.
10:00 Get the car washed.
10:30 Arrive at gym in time for a snack before...
11:10 ... Oldest Son's gym class.
Noon: Leave the gym and drive to Dunbar to meet sister of a friend.
14:00(ish) Go to fruit farm, pick blackberries, have tea and cake, play in the play park.
16:00(ish) Leave Dunbar.
17:00 Pick-up a few dinner essentials from the supermarket before...
17:45 ... Collecting Husband from work.
18:10 Arrive home.
18:20 Go to local library for knitting club.
20:00 Arrive home to a relaxed husband with both children asleep in bed.
20:30 Start making blackberry and apple jelly, leaving fruit to hang over night.
21:30 Relax in front of television with Husband, perhaps with some more knitting.
09:00 While Youngest Son has his post-breakfast nap, I slowly tidy away with breakfast things due to constant interruptions from Oldest Son (e.g. unplugging the internet, bringing a stream of toys from his room into all other rooms, admire torch beam shapes on walls and ceiling, re-build torch); comfort Youngest Son, prematurely woken up by his sibling playing outside his bedroom door; offer both boys snack; not take offensive at the refusals or get upset / frustrated / annoyed by the constant 'up and down' from the table.
10:55 Rush out to the car (we’re so late), forgetting camera and a host of others items including in-car knitting; discuss / justify route with Oldest Son, re-establish that we're not going to get the car washed (we’re so late); unload boys and buggy, loose one of Youngest Son’s socks (we’re so late). Run to gym, pushing buggy with one hand and Oldest Son flying out behind the other (we're so late). Enter gym as the session begins (we are late).
12:05 After assurances of doing "good listening", I run around the gym after Oldest Son so that he changes out of his gym clothes / puts on his day clothes (we're so late). Arrange a get together with another mummy and her son, Oldest Son disappears... Find Oldest Son in Leisure Centre reception playing on sit-on ride thing (apparently "stay holding onto the buggy" has different meanings to a Mummy and a two-year old). Load buggy and boys into the car. Find sock in hedge.
12:20 Finally leave leisure centre (we're so late).
13:00 Arrive at Dunbar. Make new friend. Really, she's lovely. And so calm – even with an out-of-sorts toddler and his rather frazzled mum. And she's functioning on less than three hours of sleep – she's amazing. We had such a good time: Lunch (some of us ate, I still have Oldest Son's sandwich in my bag), then to the fruit farm to collect oozings of blackberries followed by tea and cake. Plenty of chat including some crafty conversation (she sews) and a mutual desire to run the cafe in which we visited.
1720 Leave Dunbar (oh yes, so late). Boys fall asleep almost instantly. I don't.
18:10 Collect Husband (we're so late).
18:30 Arrive home. Oldest Son is still asleep. Husband and Youngest Son exit car. Knitting not happening (we're too late).
18:45 Husband delivers knitting magazines; spot at least two potential knitting projects.
19:15 Carry Oldest Son into the flat.
19:30 Dinner & tears & story book & tears & different story book & dinner & bath & milk & more stories & singing & then
20:59 Youngest Son out of bed.
21:50 Youngest Son in bed, asleep. Parents not far behind. Blackberries still in punnet, in car. No jam, no knitting. Oh well. There's always tomorrow.