Another bumper week down... and I'm scratching my head with where the days went.
*Having the car serviced used to be a big old chore. Not anymore. Felix and I were treated to a delicious breakfast while we waited, courtesy of the dealership. I thoroughly enjoyed the few concentrated hours we spent together, no distractions, just him and I.
*Finally, I managed to unpack the gift I received when purchasing our oven and cooktop for the new kitchen. The mother of all cake mixers. Oh my, I was a little excited with each fancy attachment I pulled out of that big box. I have never owned anything other than a twenty dollar hand beater from Coles. The mind boggles at all the scrumptious things I could produce. Now, to find the time to bake again.
*There is just something with kids and boxes. They seem to go hand in hand. The boys spent a good chunk of the day yesterday, playing in and out of a few cardboard boxes. One of those beautifully cruisey days around the house, the kind that make me feel extremely grateful for the life we have here in our humble home.
*We celebrated the eleventh birthday of our young niece and the boys delighted in running themselves ragged all day with their cousins.
*And it was Mama's gone wild on Saturday night. My lovely mother's group, celebrated Christmas and the year that was... a big one for each of us, in our own ways. Dinner, drinking and dancing at a very hip establishment in the city. From being thrown together almost five years ago, as first time Mama's, to now... eleven children between us, we all feel truly blessed with the special friendship we share.
The rise of the photo bomber... no one is safe... does make me chuckle though.