1. Load kids in car. Start car, open garage.
2. Unload kids. Go back inside, change dirty nappy. Repeat step 1.
3. Listen to ‘Hey Jude’ over and over en route to post office, as per four-year-old Boy-Child’s request.
4. Assemble letter-posting supplies: Letters, envelopes, gift card for nephew, photos for Nan, money for stamps.
5. Assume place in queue at post office to buy stamps.
6. Reach second place in queue. Leave queue as Boy-Child needs to go to the toilet and can’t hang on for two more minutes (although he is somehow able to hang on during the walk to toilet at other end of shopping centre and can even manage some dawdling to gawk at rides and merchandise on the way).
7. Assume place at end of new queue, which is suddenly twice as long as the original.
8. Attempt to keep both children from touching every. single. item. in the post office before you reach the counter.
9. Buy stamps.
10. Head to counter to stamp and address envelopes. Get Boy-Child involved by having him seal the envelopes and stick on the stamps. Allow him to run out to the post box on the footpath and post each one while you address the next one. Admire his antics as he refuses assistance and tries to reach the slot, which is almost exactly an arm-length plus envelope-length above his height when he is on tiptoe. Cheer with the other patrons when he eventually posts each one by jumping/levitating/scrambling.
11. Realise that his antics have distracted you and you have failed to address the last two envelopes in a timely manner. Give him one of them to stamp while you address the other. (Readers can surely guess where this is going).
12. Look up in time to see him jump in slow motion with blank, stamped envelope directly lined up with slot in postbox. Somehow his ninja skills have become finely honed since the last letter and he gracefully slips it into the slot even as he’s turning to hear you say ‘Nnnnnooooooooo! Waaaiiiittttt!’. Watch the letter teeter for a moment before disappearing into the postbox.
13. Comfort distraught postal-ninja, assure him you’re not mad but you need to work out a plan.
14. Break for lunch before repeating steps 7 and 8.
15. Explain dilemma to patient post office employee. Follow employee outside with post box key.
16. Treat this as a learning experience about what happens to the mail after we post it. Repeatedly remind Boy-Child that he is NOT allowed to help the man pull the letters out once the post box is open. Physically restrain him when he proves unable to stop himself from repeatedly committing a federal offense.
17. Retrieve blank envelope from patient post office employee. Apologise for disruption to day. Check that it doesn’t matter where exactly on envelope the stamp has been placed (e.g. bottom left corner). Thank him when he tells you the fact it’s been stamped twice will more than accommodate this.
18. Address the creatively and thoroughly-stamped envelope. Allow Boy-Child to re-post.
19. Listen to ‘Yellow Submarine’ on repeat all the way home.
20. Pour stiff gin immediately upon arrival.
21. Sniff stiff gin, then pour it down the sink because you have to breastfeed and take care of children all afternoon. Sigh.
Dude, notifications weren’t working, this made me laugh.
All fixed now, on with the reading!
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Oh, seriously? This one was old before I even posted it here. I pretty much copied and pasted directly from Facebook status of the day it all, er, unfolded. Have fun catching up on possibly the nuttiest branch of your family tree… 😉
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Reblogged this on Mummy Spits the Dummy and commented:
It’s Easter! Seemed like an appropriate time to, er, resurrect an old post, since I don’t have time to do any proper writing this weekend. Enjoy!
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You make it sound so easy 😉 Thanks for linking up to #FridayFrolics hope to see you again next week.
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Thanks for having me! Been having a lovely time snickering into my wine reading the other links. Some very funny stuff there – I will be back next week for sure!
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Sounds like…an adventure 🙂 Little blighters are only really helpful when it is completely unhelpful, in my experience.
#fridayfrolics
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‘Adventure’ would be one way to describe that episode… ‘Ordeal’ would be another… On a positive note, it was that story that motivated me to start blogging, so I guess there’s that?!
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Haha- that’s a fab reason to start blogging!
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Haha! That is so funny! I’m sure it wasn’t for you though!!! #FridayFrolics
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At the time, no. Later, after the stiff gin could actually be consumed? Much funnier! Thanks for visiting 🙂
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This is so true. In our house it would also included my 4 year old falling over and injuring herself and telling me she needs to go to hospital whilst screaming “mummy there is blood, blood I am very poorly” and then throwing herself on the floor again in disgust that I don’t have any princess plasters on my person. #fridayfrolics
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