All in all it's been a lovely calm weekend. I'm very happy to be tucked up in a warm cosy home, and I'm very happy to stay away from all the festive madness too. Alas, tomorrow may be a different story. Other half's glasses broke this afternoon, so we must to the mall. The earliest appointment he could get was at lunchtime. I'm not sure he's fully appreciating what we will be facing there three short days before Christmas. It will not be pretty. I'm dragging the children along as well. The littlest boy left his winter coat at school on Friday, and as it's rather small anyway I'll look for a bigger one for him. And the biggest boy is muttering something about his toes being at the end of his school shoes. Sigh. They do keep growing don't they? Eating and growing, eating and growing.
In other news the middle boy is currently enjoying a book of practical jokes. This means that things are popping out of everywhere at me, and falling down off the tops of doors. It keeps it interesting. Both pairs of roller skates arrived. I was very relieved. I took the littles to see Father Christmas in town yesterday. He asked them what they wanted for Christmas. As they were momentarily struck dumb, I mentioned that the middle boy had asked for roller skates. He said, "No I didn't." Father Christmas had a really good laugh at that one when he saw my face.
Wishing you all a good few days in the festive run-up. Do you have much left to do? Any last minute tips for retaining sanity? I'll be back when I've braved the mall. I may be some time.