Sick

A few pictures from the long weekend.

Spending time with the cousins- Reece and Riley after swimming on Saturday. It's great fun to throw all the balls out the shell and watch our silly parents scurry about to put them back in. They are so silly- we decided to pelt them too.

I have a delayed response on my Blackberry when I push the button. This is Christopher's uncle's backside. I am still getting used to my blackberry and had to laugh when it asked me if I wanted to set this as a caller ID. Um. That's alright thanks.

The picture on the right is Christopher's version of giving his cousin a luff. Not a jevenile judo hold. Though many may be fooled.

 

Sunday- I needed  to pack a picnic basket for the Elton John concert "Under African Skies". So off to Broadacres Spar where they also have this volksie which Christopher loves. I got the tickets for James' birthday and Christmas present last year. It was freezing and I told James sitting through this concert was a labour of love on my part. I could not wait for it to be over. I think he looks like a caucasian version of Winnie Mandela. I don't know whether that is an insult to him or to Winnie.

Then on Monday- we had an early breakfast with the family to celebrate Granny Pat's birthday at the Lifestyle Centre and there was the obligatory train ride. And then the Big Squeeze when Daddy went with him for another round. It was good entertainment value watching James try to squeeze himself into the little compartment- but all credit to him that he managed it.

We came, we saw, we ate too much, and we conquered. Well. Not too sure.

James was sick on the weekend and grumpy. Today I am sat at home looking after Christopher who is sick and uber miserable. The weather has- so as not to be outdone- also decided to be miserable all of today. I feel miserable too- after having spent the last two nights camped out at the foot of Christopher's cot. There is no point trying to sleep in my own room as I have a compulsive need to check on him every time he coughs.

So, sick child, work piling up, lack of sleep, crappy weather. Noddy on the TV...

I am looking forward to my makeshift bed and a nice hot bath once I put Christopher to sleep.