i don't have anything profound for ya but i love it when you stop by and say g'day so i keep on churning out any old guff......
i was woken at 5.45 this morning by no.1 son saying "you've gotta get up"
"just get up"
panic is rising (but not risen) as i wonder if ANZAC is at death's door. or worse.
i'm still trying to make sense of this quietly urgent request when i see it...
a pile of green doggy diarrhoea.
i forgot to put taffy out last night. and he happened to have a sick tummy.
mess cleaned up, i crawl back to bed hoping for maybe an hours extra shut eye but it doesn't come and i resurrect myself to get on with the day.
a trip to the shops to get trousers for school is in order and the younger three kids ride the lift up and down while i discuss the merits of various trouser styles with no.1.
breakfast in the cafe is the last extravagant treat before they all head back to school tomorrow. croissant, bacon & eggs, cinnamon toast and iced chocolate are all on the menu.
after that a few hours at work and back home for some more work.
talking of work, i must go. there are kids to kiss goodnight, dishes to do, ironing to consider and tomorrow i have to do it all again.
and i'm here blogging?