I got to spend my Friday with my two girls at their school fun day yesterday. In Connecticut parents are being told their children have been murdered by an evil young man with a gun. Heartbroken for them, gutted that this world contains such evil, thankful for my own kids and at a loss to know why these things happen.
Iona is enjoying her “best birthday ever”, presents, cake and morning tea with neighbours, lunch with friends at Great Taste, movie with friends (Puss in Boots) and now some party games. Apparently the best part was riding into town in the back of the car because we were a seat short – we could have saved some money!
The bedtime battle has commenced! So far tantrum-throwing toddler has been defeated once but appears to be rallying his forces for a counter attack. (I can hear the pounding of troops marching now!)
I’ve acquired a very irritating alarm clock – little person who climbs into our bed, lies horizontally across it and proceeds to kick me until I get up and get him his morning milk!
Hannah (referring to me and Heather): “You guys should now everything ’cause you’ve been here since the dinosaurs”
Nathanael’s first encounter with snow was not what I expected! Out on the deck he looked crossly at a wee mound and said “mess, mess, mess”. He also can’t quite say snow, so it is “s’nose”– got to laugh
I’m starting to appreciate how much my Mum must have done for the multitude of camps I went on!