I haven’t needed to resort to the reading raft for a long time, but today I woke up with a bad headache and a feeling of dread. I’ve had a lot of “stop” days recently, as Courtney put it, and so the thought of spending a long day stuck inside while not feeling well kicked my (already hurting) brain into gear. I needed a Plan for all of us to survive the day.
I told Tea we were going to ride on the reading raft, and he asked if he could wear his life jacket. I said no. His face fell. And then I thought, um, why not? So I said yes and he was much happier. That bouyed my spirits. We could do this together.
The books kept Tea quiet and content for awhile (as his bottomless-pit brother ate breakfast for 6 hours). Then, he decided he needed to fish from the raft. Hmmm…We brainstormed and made a few fish from construction paper. I pinned safety pins through their mouths and we tossed them overboard. I tied a magnet to a drumstick with yarn and Tea was casting his line and waiting for nibbles in no time.
This looked enticing enough to finally lure Pea from his cereal. He crawled up onto the raft to look at books.
Tea was very proud of his catch.
Without any prompting, he headed off to his kitchen to cook up his fish. We ate delicious fish soup for lunch.
I would be patting myself on the back right now, except for one minor detail that I’ve omitted. Despite channeling my inner Christmas Story with repeated warnings that the fishing pole was dangerous if waved about and “the magnet could hit someone in the eye, so be very careful”, the fishing pole was, in a moment of weakness, waved about. And the magnet did hit an eye…brow. Thank goodness, only a brow. There was blood (the magnet is smooth – how did this happen?!), but the wound was small. Everyone is fine. And the fishing pole has been disassembled. I sunk the raft. I need a new go-to activity for sick days.
What do you do when you’re not feeling well enough to entertain the critters?