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Weekend

We seem to go through phases where weekends with the family are just a disaster. The children are disrespectful, fighting and prime stars of SuperNanny special -You’ve never seen kids acting like THIS before. Tune in and see how she sorts them out and you can laugh at their dysfunctional and incompetent parents and be smug in the knowledge that YOUR children would never act this way!

As it happens this weekend started out as one of them but I was determined that wasn’t going to spoil my family time. You know the deal – WE ARE GOING TO HAVE FUN WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!

Saturday started off wonderfully, with an extra vet at work which meant I could leave early. As Murphy’s Law would have it we only have an extra vet rostered on when it’s deathly quiet as opposed to a madhouse when we could do with an extra pair of veterinary hands.

Home to a very surprised family. They were on their way out so of course after a quick shower/change/salah we were out the door. So the children whinged and carried on. Home again. Whinging.

More whinging.

Followed by fighting.

After supper, we braved Southbank for ice cream. I do not know what possessed us to take the misbehaving children out in PUBLIC. The children were indeed wonderful. They loved walking along the man-made beach and watching a gentleman making intricate sand castles. They tried lemon sorbet and shared their ice cream with each other. On the way home just off the freeway, we blew a tyre! Husband pwnd! that spare. He finished changing the tyre in about 10 minutes. The moment he got back in the car the rain started pelting down. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah we didn’t get the flat while we were on the freeway and travelling a gazillion miles an hour. Alhamdulillah my husband finished just before the rain.

I judge my day by how quickly my children fall asleep at night. Alhamdulillah all three were fast asleep by the time we arrived home.

Sunday was a leisurely breakfast, pancakes with strawberries and cream, maple syrup and much sugary goodness (my favourite breakfast). We were invited for a barbecue and the children were mashaAllah little angels. They had a swim and ate well. The afternoon was then spent at Bunnings - we have a lot to fix up in this house and while husband is a dab hand at changing tyres, none of us is very handy in the home. We usually go there with aspirations of a complete DIY renovation and then return despondent because we really have no idea where to start.

So that’s pretty much our weekend in a nutshell.

Number of tissue boxes used up this weekend: 4

Number of times husband was vomited on: 2

Number of times Tasmiya was vomited on: 1 (HA! I win!)

Number of sick children: 3

Millilitres of panadol (tylenol) syrup given to sick children: approx. 50

Number of times needed to break up cat fight between rival felines: Approx 12

Number of times needed to console frightened two year old for above: Approx 13

Number of times nebuliser used: 3

Number of times “Please cover your hands when you cough!” was uttered: Infinity

Number of times above was ignored: Infinity

Number of ears infected: 2

Number of visits from concerned family members: 3 (I love my family!)

Number of times my sisters brought us food: 3 (I love my family!)

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