Storming the house

It is the children's second day at home, and they have part-turned the house upside down. The knowledge that the father is away makes them all the more bold and insolent. And a power failure much of yesterday was enough to make them riotous. With no television to keep them occupied half the day and no fan to cool their heads, they turned to the kitchen and the four walls of the house to vent their fury.

When I was leaving for work, they had set the dining chairs in a line and was running over it, and then playing ball under their legs. And when I reached late in the evening, a plant pot had broken, a door and a bedroom wall had pencil and crayon sketches, the cloth baskets had been ransacked and some of the toys had been broken. And the culprit in most of the cases was Mira, who is going through her Terrible Threes. Ash is relatively quieter, and gets instructions for destructive activities from his kid sister. Just the previous day, she had bumped his forehead with a water bottle. We try to follow policy of "survival of the fittest" but sometimes we have to interfere. Mira hid under a chair for half an hour after V got to hear of the incident.

Today things are saner at home, the maid tells me over the phone. I had expected worse since Mira had confiscated my regular lunch box, which she fancied for her games, while Ash had bundled some toys in a polythene bag for another proposed game/imitation of life.
I hope I remain sane for another two days.

p.s. Ash is taking a break from his ayurvedic medicines for 5 days, since he is on antibiotics. He had complained of severe ear pain, stomach pain etc. the night V left and I had to rush him to the dr Thursday morning. But all his aches disappeared when he sighted the kids' play area at the hospital, and he came home exuberant and talkative. Only mommy dear didnt feel exuberant, for the hospital trip left her purse much lighter.