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Gone fishin'

Rub a dub dub, fish in the tub.

Today marked the first annual Tomka bathtub fishing derby.

Sometimes, if the the activity is just kooky enough, it holds their interest.

Looking for a cheap way to entertain the kiddies? Get a few fishing poles from the Dollarama and a bunch of plastic fish to hook.  This bought me almost an hour of sanity today - SCORE!

To up the ante, play some of their favourite songs or set a timer. By the end of each round, see who caught the most fish.

This was just a simple Mom hack - tomorrow we start breaking out some of the boredom busters. The kids made their first draw from the bucket to determine tomorrow' activity. Looks like we'll be taking a drive in the country and having a picnic - love it!

We have also started decorating our house for St. Patrick's Day. Even COVID-19 can't scare the leprechaun away, so we'll be setting our trap and having the usual fun. Provided I can get all the right supplies, I'll try to cook something Irish on the 17th. It's nice to keep a sense of normalcy in the house, no matter how uncertain times are.

Speaking of supplies, today I was able to score a bag of skim milk and medication for Mom and Dad. I am urging them to stay on "house arrest," as they are most at risk of catching this darn virus. I have to say, I felt a bit insane leaving a bag on their step, ringing the doorbell, then stepping back a few feet to talk. Overkill? Perhaps. But I rather be safe.

Tomorrow I'll tackle the grocery stores early to pick up non perishables for them. With any luck, the stores will have been restocked overnight. I'm so glad I stocked up weeks ago when there was lots of everything and people weren't fighting each other for toilet paper. What a strange time we're living in.






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