I’m sure if you delved into the archives of this blog - as well as terrible language and questionable parenting protocols - you would find me pointing out how much hard work holidays can be with a child.
Not so much a vacation from work, more so a relative increase in graft.
This message isn’t to be confused, and I wholeheartedly love having my son off school, and especially being away with him, but I acknowledge how exhaustingly brilliant the holidays can be.
Not sure I’d get much sympathy, nor want it, but this picture helps make my point.
I’m relaxed on a sun lounger, but relaxation doesn’t extend to total, albeit literal, feet-up mode.
We’ve had a brilliant week on the isle of Lanzarote.
We usually head to Wales over the school Easter holidays, but the prolonged winter weather provoked us to go a little further afield this year.
Time to chillax, as the irritating kids put it.
But you can’t really switch completely off as a parent.
Max was brilliant, well behaved, and – as always – quick to make friends.
We were lucky that there were lots of other children at our hotel complex, they made a gaggle of temporary playmates, and I recalled doing similar on my own family holidays as a child.
Thing is he still needed a little supervision, watching in the pool, checking he didn’t throw chairs at the drag act, that sort of thing.
As well as keeping an eye on his behaviour and whereabouts I was also his Euro coin cash point. “Can I have a Euro for the pool table, please? Can I have a Euro for Air Hockey, please? Can I have a Euro to donate to the Cyprus bailout, please?”
Rarely did he ask if I would play or spend his Euros with him. I’d get invited into the pool when his friends had vanished for the day, oh, and I did gain temporary favour with my questions/water pistol game. Get it wrong get wet, that sort of thing.
But generally he was off, on a figurative leash at least, with his new chums.
It’s fantastic that his independence is growing, and I was reminded that I didn’t want to thwart that to simply satisfy my own entertainment.
I want to raise an independent child, and I hope that I am going the right way about it. I just need to remember to pack more reading material for me next time.