Off with the Fairies

 At home in the holidays there has been a lot of this going on...

and this...

The boys seemed pretty happy skateboarding down Dog Park Hill and leaving bits of their DNA all over the tarmac in our leafy 'burb so they stayed home with Dad. The two girls and I got out of the way and went to visit with the flairy godmother at the beach.

After Flairy and I caught up on some good late night chin wagging, she went south for a few days whilst the girls and I stayed on in her cosy home to have a good rest. It is the first time I've been away for a significant break with less than three children since all the kafuffle last year and it was sorely needed. I was able to nurture my soul and my girls and look around with fresh eyes.

Lala, the card sharp, breaking in a new victim.

 It is funny how sometimes when you are away from something familiar for a while you see it differently. This little walk from the road to the beach, I have walked many times, usually with more people, a newborn, a heavily pregnant torso...

This time there was just the three of us. We are the famous four- Lala, Shorty, Mum and Didi the do-o-o-og.

 

 It was much quieter and gentler with just girl energy. We still walked for miles, fossicked for hours, chased and were chased by the dog, the waves, each other. It was spiritual balm.

We did all the usual stuff but relished every second of it. I actually read a book while the girls played in the playground!!! Imagine! Reading a book during the day!  Lala loved not competing with three brothers for some attention although she actually admitted she was missing them half way through the week. Shorty was just happy to be with her besties without a schedule for a week. We went to all our favourite beaches and nooks and crannies and reminisced about when they were babies. It was a lovely reminder of good times past and present. Sometimes you just need that, don't you.

Thank you, Ms Julie.

Sugar and Spice and mostly all things nice

We had some plans to celebrate the night I finished treatment. The Big Fella brought home some beautiful flowers. He has excelled with the flowers of late. He was going to make our favourite curry but we must have used the curry paste up and we had champagne on ice but I fell asleep with the self bedder and woke up two hours later to find him asleep on the couch. Perhaps we'll take a rain check. 

My Spice girl, she of thoughtfulness and sophistication beyond her nine years, remembered that it was a special day too and dropped a note beside me when I was sleeping perchance to skip champagne.

 Then she actually came through with the goods if not the spelling. Fifteen minutes, each side!! 

Then there is the Sugar. We found the self bedder had self bedded again but had changed into her posh  frock to  do so. I KNOW she was in a nighty after her bath. It would seem she is self bedding perchance to go to the ball with the Care Bear of her dreams.

Fair enough!