School Holidays are sending me crazy

Yesterday was the half way mark of the school holidays and boy was I feeling it. 

No matter how busy I keep us, how many activities/play dates/outing I organise what I'm doing just isn't the same as six hours at school and when my boys get bored they fight. After yet another fight between the two big boys and another tantrum from Charlie I lost it, and it wasn't pretty. The rest of the day we grumbled at each other and I put us all down for a much needed afternoon sleep. A quick trip to the supermarket and we were on our way home when James and I had this conversation:

James: ' Mum when I grow up I'm going to get one wife and one kid, no, two kids'

M: 'That's nice mate'

James: 'Mum I'm going to have a job too, do you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to be a policeman'

M: 'Are you going to be a good policeman or a bad policeman?'

(Lets face it, it's a fair question)

James: 'I'm going to stop people speeding and driving and drinking, and Jack when you get your wife I want you to be a policeman too so we can always be together OK? And we have to live near each other OK?'

The conversation went on like this the rest of the way home and I was chuckling the whole way, by the time we pulled into the driveway I was grinning from ear to ear. I really hope they do stay close as they get older and when they 'get' their own wives and kids. After all this hard work I'm doing now I hope that giving them brothers is the best gift I will ever give them. 

Because this bit is hard.