Here, there and everywhere. That’s what the conker situation is like in our house at the moment.
We didn’t manage to get out to collect conkers last weekend, but we didn’t really need to thanks to N’s nursery school.
I arrived home on Thursday to find conkers everywhere. N’s original few had turned into an overflowing jar, and every time he moved, conkers fell from his pockets.
He took one to bed with him, then in the morning was padding around in the dark trying to find it again.
And I’ve put two through the wash without checking pockets. I’m obviously going to have to start checking his pockets as well as his dad’s
Today, as we were walking into nursery we bumped into a staff member from his room…who was carrying a bag of conkers! Tonight I must remember to check all pockets.
Plus, what are we meant to do with all our conkers? I’ll have to have a nosy on Pinterest to see if there are any ideas, as I don’t think he’s really old enough to be destroying them in a game of conkers. Please do drop any suggestions you have in the comments as it’d be good to get some ideas.
What strange places have you found conkers?