Sweet moments

It's nice at the end of a day like to day to put all the stresses behind me. The three dirty nappies before we even walked out the door this morning. Getting caught in a torrential down pour carrying two little big men, under an umbrella, from the car which had to be parked two streets away from our home because on a Friday evening it's damned near impossible to park within cooee of our place. Being in the kitchen, still cleaning up at 8.30, after a hectic day at work. Wrangling two tired wee lads into the bath, pyjamas and bed, way past their bedtime at 9 o'clock. Yet another week of barely seeing Scott, due to his ever increasing workload.


If anything, I feel remarkably calm and content. The other day I went to pay for an item at the chemist using my eftpos card and fell just short of the pesky ten dollar minimum rule. Pressed for time and not needing anything else, I quickly surveyed the counter for a little something to bump the total across the line. There they were, a packet of old school glucojel jelly beans. Long before Jelly Belly's were on the scene, these were IT. Back then, for me, chemists were ALL about the brightly coloured glucojel beans. And they were good for me, because they had glucose, which gave me energy. Of course they were. My Nana & Papa lived opposite a chemist and guaranteed, every time we visited, Nana would produce a small packet of them for me. Strangely, the black were always my favourite. Red, white and pink didn't go down too badly either. So I cracked those open this evening and did a bit of reminiscing.


Picking the boys up from day care/preschool is one of my most cherished times of the week. I love the excitement on their faces and the extra tight cuddles they give. I especially love hearing about what they've been up to during the day and reading the gorgeous day book the teachers write in, just to keep us up to date. Illustrated beautifully with small photos of the babies/kids at play. These moments warm my heart and soothe my soul. Today was extra special as they had made an invitation for their Teddy Bear's Picnic next week. Stuck to the front of Felix's invite was an itty bitty photo of him painting from earlier today. It's nothing flash or even particularly attractive, but this teddy shaped piece of paper, I will treasure forever.