I've decided I should probably blog about things other than France because I actually do have more words in my vocabulary other than "frenchy" and "cheese".
I intend to do a little weekly wrap up eventually when I get my groove in the flow. Please ignore the fact it is actually Tuesday which might be an odd day to wrap up the week. Let's just say this is a wrap up of the last couple of weeks. You know, life on the other side of France.
It's taken a bit to settle back in. I should be no surprise. Reality bites hard. I mean coming home to three rambunctious Vicklets was never going to be on the same level of charm that is life in France with a baguette and glass of wine in hand (and I miss my Frenchy free spirit). The intentions I bought home with me ie. be a better wife, no yelling at the kids etc have gone to the wayside a little but the intentions are still alive so there is hope yet.
I feel like I have just been wafting in between commitments all without too much direct purpose. I'm waiting for something. Waiting to feel rested perhaps? Waiting to find out what I want to be when I grow up? Waiting to go back to France? Something. I'm just floating, in a tired mother-some sense.
We have spent time on the farm already this week. Really, that's almost up there with the French fields but cow dung and the threat of venomous snakes does take the shine off a little but still we appreciate the little retreat regardless. It has it's own open air kinda charm.
It's an excellent place for free range parenting and gives a good dose of fresh air for the lungs. I talked gardening with Dad and how to make plum pudding with my Mum. They have so many teachings to offer.
Speaking of garden, what a treat Mum's is. Such a show.
And somehow whilst we were there Mr Vick managed to light a fire in the paddock under the big tree that the kids love to climb.
Lighting and maintaining fires in is boys blood is it not? In mine anyway. They all fancy being Bear Grylls.
At home, we have had a ban on technology in the household for two weeks and my, what a good thing it has been. This picture speaks volumes:
Reading. Reading and relaxing. Surly attitude is MIA. A beautiful thing for a young person of this vintage. I just think this ban might become a permanent reality. Besides, I'm the only one who knows that the iPad is hidden in my undies draw anyway.
In fact, enjoying the simple things has been a bit of a theme since I returned from France. Incubating into our own insular world seeking connection with one another and taking the time to enjoy simple gifts.
It's not a bad way to be. If I can't be in France anyway, you know?
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