Dad and Bearhands worked at the other farm in the morning. Nan did more crochet and the girls gorged screens while I prepared for week 2 of home learning in the office.
Discovered the girls’ teachers had made a wonderful little video praising the home learners for doing such a good job and outlining the things they’re grateful for about their students. Found my eyes a bit wet and felt grateful that we have such caring teachers on our team.
Nan made a treasure hunt for the girls - using distant parts of the farm to try to wear them out. The clues proved challenging and I empathised with my daughters - I’ve been unsuccessfully trying to understand how Nan thinks my whole life.
Lunch was prawn sandwiches and beers after the boys knocked off. A courier made a well-timed Sunday(!) delivery of rum I’d ordered from a distillery in Rockhampton after it won best spiced rum at the World Rum Awards. I’d ordered a bottle for Dad and Bearhands, so I handed them out with great fanfare as a reward for keeping me off the forklift on a Sunday!
In the afternoon the Little Sister drove the buggy and I accidentally got my toes in the way. Eventually we retired to the back paddock for a sunset drink. It looked picturesque, but really it was punctuated by the Little Sister sooking over soft drink choices. When the irrigation shifted too close for comfort, we made moves back inside and discovered the buggy was out of petrol. Dad towed the Little Sister back with the gator.
Scrambled to make a quick dinner after enjoying a little bit too much time in the paddock. Borrowed inspiration from my friend Sonia’s chicken tray bake and roast veggies.
Downloaded the COVIDsafe app on our phones before bed.