Anyway, things got better. We went to Heather and Davy's house for dinner. The idea was for us girls to discuss this health spa weekend, and to finalize any details about it. But, unknown to me, Heather had already booked the place and it was all sorted. Excellent. We are going in 3 weeks time. There are 2 other girls going to, but I'm sharing a room with Heather. I can't wait now for the next 3 weeks to fly past. I desperately need a weekend away from the house, a change in lifestyle, just for a moment. Sometimes life as a Mum, wife and teacher just gets a bit much to handle. I never get to the stage where I am unhappy, but sometimes I just feel a desperate urge to climb a mountain, or sit in a forest, with no other human contact. To just be alone with nature, and to have nothing to think about - almost like meditation. This urge doesn't happen very often, so I can't complain. A weekend away with the girls will do just as much good I reckon.
The kids, as usual, all had great fun. Luke just loves the play room and spent hours playing with C's barbie cars. True to tradition, the kids put on a few performances after dinner. First we had a short version of Narnia, with Sam playing Aslan, and C playing the witch. Then C sang a beautiful rendition of the 12 days of Christmas. Dressed in her fairy outfit, it was like watching an angel sing. Then, the part of the evening we always look forward to - the kids got dressed up and sang rock music to us. This time I think it was 'I believe in a thing called love' by The Darkness, although it was hard to tell. Above you can see Jude and C dressed in their rock chick outfits.
And here is Sam and Luke, two of a kind, enjoying the limelight with a microphone. Luke is just a little version of Sam, only cheekier and more stubborn. Thankfully Jude has also managed to rub off on him a little, and has blessed him with a love of learning. Did you ever meet a 2 year old that knew which way the fridge magnet letters should go? When I first put them on the fridge he turned them all up the correct way, although we had never taught him, because he recognized the letters from reading stories with Jude.