Physio yesterday, with two children in tow. Also spoke to my mother - we now have no idea whatsoever how Christmas will play out but hope to have an inkling tomorrow sometime.
Today we went to Tiggers, home with N (and kids I and J), H (and F) via the Workhouse Coffee Shop, then N left, then we had lunch, then H left, then Fiona came, then another H came (with D and R), then Fiona left, then H left, then I fell over ded.
Almost all of our 40 essential Christmas cards are done, leaving only the "it would be nice but no-one will cry if we fail" ones.
The packing is almost done, too. At least, all the essential clothes have been assembled. I'm packing for a month but may only be gone a week. Le sigh.
Nanny McPhee is a good film but terrified poor Linnea horribly and I swear I will never again trust a U rating. In future I will always preview films for her. I feel dreadful about it.
If I loved my girls any more the whole damn town would explode and rain back down as marigold petals. Which would really be something, in December.
Today we went to Tiggers, home with N (and kids I and J), H (and F) via the Workhouse Coffee Shop, then N left, then we had lunch, then H left, then Fiona came, then another H came (with D and R), then Fiona left, then H left, then I fell over ded.
Almost all of our 40 essential Christmas cards are done, leaving only the "it would be nice but no-one will cry if we fail" ones.
The packing is almost done, too. At least, all the essential clothes have been assembled. I'm packing for a month but may only be gone a week. Le sigh.
Nanny McPhee is a good film but terrified poor Linnea horribly and I swear I will never again trust a U rating. In future I will always preview films for her. I feel dreadful about it.
If I loved my girls any more the whole damn town would explode and rain back down as marigold petals. Which would really be something, in December.