Good Memories

S and I decided that we should turn the boys 'playroom' into a 'den'. After all, they are 12 and 13 now, so it seemed reasonable. We had a big tidy up, removed the kiddies games, reorganised the DVDs etc and S put up the new dartboard, complete with doors and scoreboards. There is even a rubber mat to gauge the distance of the oche (though it keeps walking). Anyway, the boys came in after a couple of raindrop-free hours playing footie in the field, and S and I proudly showed them their new 'den'! 'Great, Mum,' they said, 'but it will always be a playroom to us,' said D. B added, 'It's all about the memories, Mum!'

By the way, playing darts is a great educational toy (see some others by following the link) for mental maths. However, the boys have developed some of their own rules. I found the one covering a dart that hits the wire and falls out particularly interesting. You get the score, even though it fell out. Maybe it's time for the boys to learn more about the hard knocks in life. I tried to explain the rule, but they said, 'We are just learning how to play, Mum!'