I have been very bad at updating my blog, but have made it one of my goals this year to keep it updated. 2018 was a spectacular and busy year and so much happened with the Odendaal Duo, that I am not going to put it all in one blog, but rather space it out, simply as, The Odendaal Duo Adventures.
I think I’ll start with one week that stands out as the Earth, Fire Water saga.
Thorin has grown from strength to strength and I am reminded of a meme I saw on Facebook recently that read “My well-behaved first born gave me the confidence to be a good mom. My wild-child second kid taught me not to judge other mothers.” And this is so true of mine, at least some days! J
Late last year we had a stark reminder that children really are just little hooligans bent on creating chaos. Andre comes through to the kitchen carrying his Laptop, the screen looking a little odd. Upon investigation it becomes evident the LCD has been smashed. Clearly the laptop had been dropped or stood on. So I immediately turn to the terrorist and ask who did it, to which Thorin proudly proclaims “I did it” … You cant really be angry when he has been honest, almost proud of his accomplishment. So instead I took a breather and tried to remind myself that this too shall pass.
And it did .. because this was mild compared to his next adventure.
Three evenings later I am cooking dinner when I hear a rather distinctive, but not quite identifiable rumble from outside. I look up to a lounge window engulfed in flames. Thorin had found my lighter, bad mommy I know, and set our laundry – all nicely lined up on the clothes horse – on fire. Being mainly plastic, a small flame soon turned into a roaring inferno. Somewhere between shock and fear, I grabbed the clothes horse and flung it across the lawn. By this time Andre was in the doorway trying to assist. Thorin, not realizing his adventure would turn so horribly wrong, had a slight meltdown.
Again, I had to be reminded that these things happen and as Andre said, no one was harmed and clothes are inexpensive to replace, in the greater scheme of things. Sadly, it did not teach Thorin a fear of fire, which you’d almost expect.
Call me superstitious, but I believe things happen in 3’s and considering the escalation, forgive me if I started watching Thorin like a hawk. Roll on the Saturday and it was Andre’s birthday. We had set up the pool for the kids and my fear was that Thorin would get hurt or do something silly with the water.
And I was right …
Luckily the third was the least expensive, but also the funniest. Maybe not for Thorin, but for mommy. The adults were enjoying a braai when suddenly Thorin levitated up the garden howling in fear. At first I had no idea what was potting, then I saw the rushing torrents heading into the neighbors yard. Thorin had pulled the main seal from the pool, which almost instantaneous collapsed, releasing all the water.
Don’t judge a bad mommy for laughing, but one thing all mothers with youngsters with TSD will agree on, sometimes karma really does give us a helping hand. Thorin always has a bit of a meltdown when he starts a process and it doesn’t do what he had envisaged. For any adult, common sense says, you pull the plug, the pool will deflate. Not Thorin … not sure what he expected, but having it all go horribly wrong upset him more than breaking daddy’s laptop or trying to burn the house down.
Once calm, I could relax, my three had come and gone. I could also use it as a bit of a learning experience for Thorin, don’t touch what you aren’t allowed to and things wont go so horribly wrong.
So far so good, he has been quite well behaved, but I know the minute I post this blog, Murphy will come galloping through the front door to be his usual bastard self J
Next up I will share a bit on Thorin’s rather selfless kindness and how it made mommy’s heart melt J