Busy Doing Nothing – The Importance of Play
I asked a question on my facebook page last week ‘What is the best thing about the long summer holidays?’ all the answers I received had one thing in common, Time. Time to do things, time to slow down, time to be together, time to do nothing.
Our summer holiday has been a bit frantic so far, the calendar is covered with notes, appointments, places to be and things which mustn’t be forgotten. There is a barely suppressed excitement as we plan our first adventures back on the water (more to follow) but, in between all that are the very best bits, the bits when we’re busy doing nothing. Teens spend time sleeping, playing music, talking, catching their breath and catching up and Bonus Boy does what seven year olds do – rediscovering the importance of play.
There has been time to explore the garden and Bonus Boy has become a botanist and a naturalist. He lies on his tummy seeing how many insects pass by, he watches snails as they crawl up the windows, lifts stones to peer into the world of woodlice and worms and he calls me every five minutes to photograph his latest spectacular finds.
He’s learned the difference between butterflies and moths and found out that some moths fly in the day time. He’s also found out how to look up his finds on the internet and name them; this is a Silver Y Moth
We’ve lain on our backs on a rug and watched the clouds move. We’ve looked for shapes and watched as cloud stories unfold.
We’ve sung songs, told stories, held hands and we’ve baked just because we felt like it. This photo made me gasp out loud, he is the spitting image of his oldest brother at this age and he measures with the same precision and care
He spent time poggling (my mother’s word for this best of all play things), making shapes with bubbles and pouring water from cup to bowl and back again until his fingers looked like prunes and the water had gone cold
He rediscovered gloop, his face says more than my words can
He’s made dens using the sofa cushions and under the pool table, climbed the apple tree and sat by the pond watching for baby fish. When the warm summer rain came down he grabbed a brolly and sat underneath it listening to raindrops – he was particularly pleased with the dry patch left by his bottom on the driveway!
The very best thing about summer holidays is watching them relax, enjoying just being together and rediscovering who we are. I’d like them to go on forever.
What’s your very favourite thing to do when you are busy doing ‘nothing’? What do you enjoy most about the summer holidays?