Monday
I drove our new car for the first time today. It drives nicely - a step up from our old car. It has these whiz-bang features that the other car doesn't have, like self-canceling indicators and seat adjusters that don't fall off in your hand. The tow bar scrapes alarmingly on the ground as you come in and out of the Playcentre carpark. The air conditioning is a luxury!
Our old car is now officially for sale on the trade and exchange website, as is one of my motorbikes (the GSF400). As our first quote for our much-needed bathroom fitout has come back eye-poppingly high, we may very well need to make some money off our excess vehicles!
Orla went to Playcentre for the first time today. It was a very pleasant session, lots of outside play in the sun and a small, happy group of children. Orla stayed in my meitai carrier (except when she came out for a quick feed during morning tea). The older two were picked up by another Playcentre mother, which was fantastic as I didn't get there myself until around 10.00.
However, Orla had a difficult afternoon. Something was worrying her, as she started screaming on the way back from Playcentre and didn't really stop until I started doing the tea. None of the usual tricks seemed to work. She's sleeping now, after a poo nappy, so maybe it was some kind of stomach cramp thing.
Fairy ballet again for Isabelle - Aidan, Orla and I walked down to the nearby dairy for a secret iceblock while big sister danced.
Orla's stirring now, so I had better publish this quickly before duty calls...
Our old car is now officially for sale on the trade and exchange website, as is one of my motorbikes (the GSF400). As our first quote for our much-needed bathroom fitout has come back eye-poppingly high, we may very well need to make some money off our excess vehicles!
Orla went to Playcentre for the first time today. It was a very pleasant session, lots of outside play in the sun and a small, happy group of children. Orla stayed in my meitai carrier (except when she came out for a quick feed during morning tea). The older two were picked up by another Playcentre mother, which was fantastic as I didn't get there myself until around 10.00.
However, Orla had a difficult afternoon. Something was worrying her, as she started screaming on the way back from Playcentre and didn't really stop until I started doing the tea. None of the usual tricks seemed to work. She's sleeping now, after a poo nappy, so maybe it was some kind of stomach cramp thing.
Fairy ballet again for Isabelle - Aidan, Orla and I walked down to the nearby dairy for a secret iceblock while big sister danced.
Orla's stirring now, so I had better publish this quickly before duty calls...
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