Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Importance of community

A while ago I read an article in the Times about how to raise happy children. One of the suggestions was to be community minded, as helping others can make us happy. Well my two boys have been dragged to many a local charity fundraiser and sponsored walk since being knee high to a grasshopper.


But nowhere did the article talk about the collateral damage of said community events; here is a list of mine:

1. I have developed a tombola addiction, even when the prizes look like the ones recycled from events of years gone by. I can feel my heart race and check with anticipation for the numbers 0 or 5. As do my lovely boys who I am sure it comes with no coincidence recognised those two numbers earlier than the rest they learnt!

2. My last cake stall purchase looked absolutely delicious, one bite and the soft sponge crunched between my teeth. Further investigation revealed lots of eggshells. Am hoping this experience does not extinguish my love of cake. Scrap that I had cake for my play date pudding yesterday – phew! I do however think I will approach random cake stalls in future with a degree of hesitation though, scared of my memory of the crunchy cake.

3. The need to take out a second mortgage to cover all the mandatory purchases from the entrance fee, tombola, cake stall, raffle, lucky dip, guess the name of the teddy bear etc…

4. Being roped into interesting fancy dress ideas by other mummy friends. I looked particularly ridiculous as one of the seven dwarfs complete with ill-fitting top and cushion stuffed in!

Despite all of this I would not change a thing, after all my boys happiness depends upon it!!!

3 comments:

  1. I thought you looked good as a dwarf - I might even have a photo somewhere ;)

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  2. I hear you my dear. Only my case is worse. It's my children who have developed a tombola addiction. They fling the family savings at the chance of second hand bath salts or a bottle of Blue Nun. And because Dad's a vicar the opportunities are impoverishingly numerous.

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  3. I think a vicar would be my perfect husband, tombola on tap my idea of heaven :) But if you manage to cure your children of their infliction please pass on any advice to me :) x

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