Monday morning antics

It's Monday morning, liv is fighting monsters with a broom and Delilah is getting angry with her own lack of co ordination skills. My front room is half hoovered (I was hoovering when I felt a blog coming on) and there's a huge den in the kitchen. I have a feeling today will be filled with housework and Olivia's make believe games where I will probably have to be a Wolf or a dinosaur.
Does anyone else ever have to be a dinosaur? Liv makes me do it all the time.
Its not attractive.  Sometimes my neighbours even walk past the window when I'm mid roar, doing my best t Rex arms and kicking shit out of the front room.

I often think about how I acted around kids before I became a mum. If a baby looked me I'd feel awkward and have no idea what to say to them. So I'd find myself repeating the same sentence over and over, "Hello! Hello! Hello!" "what ya doin? What ya doin?", like an absolute nob (I can see that now).
Then you have your own kids and will do absolutely anything to make them smile.
I can now say I have gained a very particular set of skills. Some of these skills include:
- The ability to opera sing any Disney song
- t-rex impressions
- Various voices to suit any character in a kids book
- Fake hysterical laughter
- Tribal dancing to any cbeebies theme song
However,  since having a toddler I seem to have lost any skill in playing hide and seek. It takes a good couple of minutes of wondering around my tiny front room shouting "where's Olivia gone? I can't find her anywhere!" before I actually manage to find her, curled up in the middle of the rug hiding underneath a cushion.

I always find it funny how, as a mother, I cringe at the thought of being seen around town with messy hair and no make up but I don't think twice about skipping across the swimming pool car park.

I'm going to take my own advice today and join in with livs games and try and ignore my ever growing washing pile.

Happy Monday 😉