I keep pondering that surely it’s not just because I am not suffering at the hands of the Red Ninja can this Saturday be so much more pleasant than the last. I mean, we’ve all been struck by some dastardly cold involving snot and coughs but still, there has been no yelling, no fighting, no, well, minimal tears.
Go figure?
I mean, this morning was Special Olympics Bowling – with two little fellas in tow who did not melt down and whinge and wail when I informed them there was no budget for drinks or treats.
And since then there has been playing and building Lego ships and being incredibly chilled.
I KNOW.
OH sure, Grovey is now screaming at Japper about some such but that’ll blow over.
I made quesadillas for lunch. I would have to say that quesadillas make everything better.
Dinner is oven-baked fish and chips with salad.
I may even go for a run.