"Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water."

Day 35:

Today was such a huge contrast compared to the bright and colourful mood I was in yesterday. I spent the day angry and upset and the fact that neither myself or Opeie had slept well just added to those negative feelings. By about 3 we had both decided that we just wanted to go to bed and start the day again, I really hope there's not too many of these days. I had a good cry before bed because it clearly needed to come out so that I could fully reset the following morning. I know I'm not the only one having these kind of days, these are weird times.  Stay safe all.

"On Purple Days I'm sad. I groan. I drag my tail. I walk alone."

Do you ever wake up in the morning and instantly feel like you are on the brink of tears?
Emotions are funny things and although I have a very happy life and can nearly always be seen with a big smile on my face, every now and again I have one of these 'out-of-character' days. I have no idea what causes it and definitely have no control over it. A friend informed me that it could be something to do with the new moon??? but I will put it down to just being a pretty sensitive guy.

With the 'Man Up' campaign doing its rounds at the moment, highlighting the importance of expressing our emotions as a male and encouraging men to Cry in a bid to raise awareness of male depression and suicide, it seemed like an important and relevant campaign to mention. I however have absolutely no problem shedding a tear! Put me in front of 'The Holiday', 'Serendipity' or 'Love actually' and you will see this bald, bearded man weep! like I said... sensitive!

This post isn't meant to bring anyone down though. This is actually about what I do to get myself out of this unexpected funk. When I wake up on these rare mornings and have a generally off day, I make sure that on the evening, I give myself some time to pop my headphones in and hit the streets on those amazing wheels of mine. A solo scoot in the moonlight is all I need to sort out this uncontrollable mix of emotions and whizzing about on my own, with great music can really clear my head and make me feel a lot more productive. 

Micro Scooters have changed my world in so many ways and continue to shape the time I spend with the boys. I imagine that it will be quite some time before I have one of these random emotional days again but I can be safe in the knowledge that my wheels are not to far away.

"UNLESS someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.”

Although I'm still writing my holiday posts (and there is still lots to come), sadly we are back home in Shropshire where the weather is pretty bleak. Yesterday Mrs M went back to work and understandably she wasn't very happy about it. It's times like this that I feel so guilty that I am the stay at home parent. As she got out of the car and gave us both a smooch I could see she was feeling quite sad so when we got home we put on our scruffy clothes and got out the paint to make mommy a card to cheer her up after work.

First Opeie painted a piece of paper Orange...

You'll have to excuse the stain on the wall from one of Seth's experiments, painting will commence this weekend!

And then we drew around Opeie's hand. It's always nice to add a personal touch to your child's craft and what parent doesn't like to look back on their child's mini handprints...

We carefully cut out the hand print and used it as a stencil on some yellow felt to cut out two hand prints.

Back to the cutting and we carefully cut out the hand prints along with two wotsit like shapes (any idea what we're making yet?).

A little more cutting (two white paper circles and two blue slightly smaller circles) and then it's time for sticking. A touch of colouring in with black pen and two mini orange pom-poms and our creation was complete.

Meeting the Lorax on holiday at Islands of adventure was one of Mrs M's favourite things so what better way to cheer her up after a gloomy day at work. Plus it was a quick craft session that kept Opeie occupied for an hour on this gloomy day in the house trying to keep warm.

"Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions."