Doing whatever

Have spent the morning pulling up the bedroom carpets, two of which disintegrated as I did so, making clouds of dust. With (reluctant) help from the boys I cleared most of the stuff and got the carpets outside the front door. Now I’m waiting for the replacements to turn up.
With no timetable today the boys have gone into the living room (which is full of all the bedroom stuff), to write a film script, on this beautiful sunny day. Ia drew a story, U scribbled, tore up the paper and annoyed Ia until she gave up drawing. Now they are playing with the plastic animals. If I go into the garden to continue its tidy up maybe some of them will follow me.
We went to cricket practice yesterday. The boys are the shortest there, and although they have been trained to bat and bowl from a young age H hasn’t done any catching or throwing practice with them, and it shows! It is the wild, almost star jump, into the air as the ball heads towards them, which gives it away, even more than the drop. And you know how it is when huge effort goes into a throw that travels almost nowhere. Anyway, they enjoy it, and don’t mind being the young ones. I still think it is an unusual set up, and a real assortment of players. Unconventional, but enthusiastic.
LATER
They came and carpeted two rooms, but hadn’t enough for the girls room, so they’ll have to come back another day.
Meanwhile the film script has been shelved after the boys realised their computer graphics skills at their present non-existent level were not going to get them the required pixar style result they were hoping for. They are planning to ask their cousin if he knows how to make a successful animated movie, with no budget and make a profit. He doesn’t usually let them down.
Ia was very helpful clearing up the hedge clippings. Then she and U did some painting on the patio. After J joined them some paint went on the ground, and they all decided to scrub the whole patio with pan scourers!
The boxes of books have come home! The boys have excitedly unpacked theirs. U wants to unpack everything at once. I don’t think so. U loves “reading” Topsy and Tim books to herself. She sticks to the theme of the story but her improvisations are funny. Topsy and Tim are waiting at the dentist, reading comics. In the real story the dentist calls them in and T&T comply. In U’s version they say, in stubborn tones “No way, we readin’ here!”
Concerning washing up U has made some interesting observations. “Mummy, where are you?”
“In the kitchen.”
“Are you washing up?”
“No”
“Why?”
On hearing a neighbour mowing a lawn, then stopping, "They washin' up now.
And the baby want food.”