Sniffle, wheeze, cough, blow!
Ugh, I’ve had a cold for about 2 months now with interspersed bouts of stomach plague. All in a days work when you spend your days wrangling Irish kiddies. However, illness is not what I’m about today. Actually, I’m not sure what I’m about…we’ve had a monster of a week at Residential–which is an all hands on deck four day voyage to the North Coast with a full group of mums and wee munchkins.
It could have been epically horrific, but actually it was a wonderful experience. Our last Residential in September is a bit of a blur in my mind, but this one (we just arrived back to Belfast yesterday at about noon) is still fresh. We had about 20 children ranging from 4 weeks to 10 years–and let me tell you, these kids are CHARACTERS. Seriously, I laughed so much at their antics. They truly wear me out, but in such a good way. I spent most of my time with the wee babies, which usually isn’t my cup of tea, but I have to admit that I really enjoyed it. Having known them for the last 6 months helped immensely. I knew a few of their quirks already, and they knew my face and we got on much better because of that. There’s something so simply wonderful about a child’s trust. Here we were in a completely foreign place, and they trusted me to comfort them, to take them on wee walks by the beach and in the woods, to sled down a mountainous dune of sand (at the bottom of which we explosively crashed!), to spoon mouthfuls of Weetabix and to rock to sleep in prams with the sound of my ill-pitched renditions “Wind the Bobbin Up” (for more info watch this disturbing clip http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXo_8BvoZhU)…ahhh, I could go on and on. Don’t fault me too much for the grammatical inconsitencies of the last–or this–sentence. Sometimes when I wax rhapsodic I can’t be bothered with technicalities. And in Belfast, we’d say “Ach, what are you like?” about that.
I wish I could post a few of my pictures of the wee ones, but as you know, I can’t really. Reid graciously let me borrow his camera, and I was over the moon with its abilities. Make a date with me in June and mayhaps you’ll allow me to ambush you with a barrage of our little leprechauns?
In the meantime, here are a few pictures I’ve been playing about with lately: