I adult very well.

I never realised how much of an adult I was until I got to spend time with children.

I have always found that the 'adult' things in life didn't come too easily and I often felt a surge of panic when I had to do the simplest things, that I classified as adult. However, having spend countless days with children, I realise that these things come quite naturally to me whenever I am the person that actually has to do it. I mean I could send of the youngest to do the weekly shopping. I would not go down well with his parents and we might never get the shopping because he'd get distracted by a dog mid way (not saying that I never get distracted by dogs whilst doing the weekly shopping). And to be honest, I am really enjoying it. I am thoroughly enjoying doing packed lunches, doing laundry, making dinner and making sure no one has sweets before tea time.

I am also thoroughly enjoying spending time with the children, which I, before I got here, to be perfectly honest, thought would be something that I would find hard. But dare I say, it comes naturally. Then again, that could be simply because the children and I share so many interests, it doesn't really get boring hanging out with them.

However, my only worry right now is; how do you entertain a 9 y/o for an entire week when there is no school on, play dates aren't possible and whatever museum you propose is the equivalent of a deadly virus?