two short days

Haven't posted in awhile...much to say - little time to say it in.

This should be a good place to purge my brain of all the things i have been emailing my friends. Saving these moments in Word seems an onerous task...so I'll give this a shot.

Weekends are always too short. How to fit it all in is crazy. Maybe I'm too lazy during the week and leave it all - all I know is that come the weekend I want to play - I want a self-cleaning house.

This was the weekend of the sleepover. 4 was going to stay at G'mas house for one night. Who knew this would cause such trauma for all concerned? The children who spend 50% of their time irritating each other called each other 20 times in 18 hours!

It is very strange to have a one child house when you are used to more. too quiet. poor 6 spent Sunday with a family focussed on cleaning, while 4 was fed fudge bars and chocolate pudding by g'ma.

Thought the day would get better at the birthday party - a spectacular circus themed event...

Apparently not. The kids do not enjoy clowns. No humour in watching red-nosed characters hit each other (its only fun when you are pummeling your sib...). The 20 minute 'woman on a swing routine' got tired quickly. The trained birds were obviously early in their training, and the dogs in tutus just looked sad.

My two bundles of energy wanted to swing and jump and participate! They did have a short time to jump on a trampoline and swing on a trapeze, but not enough...

There is always healthy food. Fresh fruit and vegetables with the classic b-day party pizza. The party room was small. The other guests were all from church. The lunatic fringe was fully populated.