Yesterday my ego was felled.
Well and truly hobbled by the 8yo.
As I lay wounded, I wondered if my Catherine Tate-esque ‘I can do that’ attitude was letting me down. If maybe I should be less brazen about my ability to turn my hand to anything – obviously I know this isn’t true but I do think it’s important that my children see me as a ‘doer’ rather than a ‘can’t- doer’.
Today is Egyptian day at the 8yo’s school. Last week he came home with a photocopied page of a costume they all needed to take into school for today. The girls needed some sort of toga-like affair and the boys were to turn up in a pillowcase, or similar – literally a length of material wrapped around their waist.
And spend the day in this costume.
I was confused. It seemed a little sparse somehow.
Finally, the boy wonder came home with some more details. He could dress up as anything Egyptian but he’d chosen Osiris because “that’s an easy one”.
“What d’you mean ‘easy’ ?” I said
“Well, I’m not being funny….” (uh-oh) “but you’re not as good as the other mums at making stuff”
“It’s just that I thought this would be easy for you”
*sound of my poor wounded ego dragging its sorry self out of the back door to die*
In case you’re not familiar with Osiris ( and tsk, where were you that day?) this is he:
Now, is it me or is that not exactly ‘easy’?
After lots of careful planning (a scribbled ‘how-to’ on an A4 sheet), last night I got out the sewing machine – not deliberately last-minute but y’know, it’s been a busy week.
I found a blanket with a ‘sort-of’ Egyptian weave – Mother, if you’re reading LOOK AWAY NOW – and I cut and crafted my little heart out.
The boy wonder was driving the sewing machine thinking he was at Silverstone rather than engaged in highly technical crafting, but we got there, ish.
Then we realised that we didn’t have any face paints, and I couldn’t find a black eyeliner. But, without further excuse I present Osiris:
Personally I think the stripy socks and bermudas make it….
And anyone who is tempted to use the S*-word – just don’t ok – don’t!
*Shepherd – really, don’t!