My weekend was wonderful.
Saturday was spent leisurely walking in air conditioned comfort, window shopping and just enjoying some “me-time” (I hate that expression by the way). The boys went swimming, we played games and watched their favourite TV shows (Spider man and Batman cartoons at the moment, next week it may be something else).
Sunday was our monthly book-club meet up. At a beautiful bookshop and teahouse. While discussing the finer points about our book and I will digress here for a minute to say that I think I am going to be a very hard to please reader because the book was truly beautiful. Beautifully written, beautiful characters and just all round beautiful story but this is why it annoyed me so much that the author felt the need to change font and bold sentences and add pictures and dice when it served no purpose and didn’t add anything to the story. It really interfered with my enjoyment of the book well anyway as I was saying before I went off on a tangent, when who should walk in BUT NONE OTHER THAN THE PRIME MINISTER OF THIS COUNTRY – KEVIN !!
He handed me my economic stimulus package personally and told me to spend wisely. Now I have to confess, I get a bit star struck. I got so excited when I saw BINDI IRWIN for goodness sake so you can imagine how OVER TEH MOON I was about seeing the PM.
Alas, I have no photos. This is the first time ever that I wished I had a camera phone. My boys are so jealous and have asked that we pop into Riverbend Books next week just in case he turns up again.
Then a spot of Special Time with my boys. We haven’t done any one-on-one play time lately and I can see how it’s affecting the children. We have had insufferable WHINGING, not listening, fighting and rudeness. So yesterday we played. 3 year old really cannot stand any creepy crawly animal and it was such a treat to see him shy away from the slide but the minute I flicked off the ants or the spiders, he was the courageous one once again. 5 year old has such unbending determination. He spent most of his time trying to master the exercise park and he won! 8 year old is bolder than I have ever been. He climbs the rock wall with ease, tries everything that the park has to offer while I sit on the side and watched. I did climb with him for a while but he was too fast for me!
In between special times I managed to make lasagne.
After supper, I tried to organise a family meeting. I was too exhausted to be a good listener and my boys were too giggly to take anything seriously. Meeting ended abruptly. I am ashamed to admit it was me who threw a tanty.
Books were read before bed time and I fell into a deep sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
How was your weekend?
OMG! That has to be the most exciting club meet ever!
@8, 5 and 3 year old, don’t blame you for the tantrum… I come from a house where we were once 8, 7, 5 and 3 and some days, my mum used to sit down in the middle of the floor and start crying. But now that we’re 22, 21, 19 and 17 all’s well with the world again and we’ve got lots of ‘adults’ around the house to handle anything from cooking to driving, money matters, etc. Keep your chin up, mama!
P.S. I have a cousin who has three boys… 5, 4 and 3.2(he’s just 9 months younger than the 4 year old) She’s forever telling people to be grateful for their lot because look at hers! Her house is like Tornado City!!
tasmiya what games do you play with your 4 year old?
Specs – Everyone else in my book club was pretty calm about it, they just rolled their eyes and didn’t say anything else about it but I nearly peed my pants from the excitement!!
Tornado City is pretty much my house, too
beyong – we play a lot of running, screaming and fighting games. I long for the days when ‘playing’ means sitting and doing nothing. *sigh*
Meeting ended abruptly. I am ashamed to admit it was me who threw a tanty.
that made me laugh =)
we used to have weekly family meetings in our home, too, when i was growing up, but they never went well because they always turned sarcastic and accusatory. sigh. plus, our dad would assign us tasks like putting together a five-year-plan, and, really, when you’re 15 years old, who the heck is thinking about five-year-plans?!
your weekend sounds so fun and restful and lovely!