Brave old me

I had another whole day on my own with our 3 kids.  And I actually enjoyed it thoroughly, they were in high spirits the entire day and were quite gentle with me.  Bless them.  There are large piles of washing in various stages of drying all over the house and there are dust bunnies everywhere, but hey, our lady is hopefully coming tomorrow.  At least the beds were made and the dishes done.

I also took the girls out without nappies today for the first time.  OK, so it was only down the road to Granny’s house, but still.  They were so proud of themselves they were beaming!  And no accidents either!  Let’s see how tomorrow goes…  

My folks were waiting for guests to arrive that hadn’t met the twins yet that were running very late, so they were trying to stall me.  My Mom produced a video clip on her phone she had made of the kids that had them all in hysterics.  You forget how much they love looking at themselves. 

Here’s a pic of them looking at themselves (that does sound a bit weird hey?):

I also realised again today how shit literally rolls downhill.

My Dad was getting annoyed because he had to wait for their guests, he then snapped at Daniel for hanging on the car doors, I then got irritated with my Dad for snapping at Daniel and proceeded to snap at Daniel for playing with buttons in the car.  And then had to take a step back and think about why I was really pissed off.

Last day with them tomorrow before their school holiday camp starts next week and I have to get back to work.  I’m really going to miss them!  (Check, by 09h00 tomorrow morning I’ll probably be ready to hang them out to dry!)