All part of growing up....

But the question here is "Who needs to grow up?" I guess that'll be me.

My little boy Alec has his first school trip today. A bus journey of approx. 45 minutes to a lovely aquarium. All kids were well excited - lunch should be packed in a carrier bag NOT the lunch box, Alec kept reminding me. And NO money. Even in the car Alec went on about the fact that I MUST NOT give him money (will he keep that attitude??? Doubt it)

I on the other hand asked his head teacher, if I could just follow the bus to the final destination. She smiled and said, that I am not the only one. :-)

I think I need to let go - I did NOT follow the bus. Instead I went to a pottery place half way *yeah* and painted 2 mugs with Danny. But I took a load of pictures of Alec this morning. Just because....

I expected the big farewell (we do have to pick them up 15 minutes later after all!!) to be memorable. Naaaaaaaaaah. Alec disappeared in the class room as it was chucking down with rain, turned around, waved and that was it. Me and Doobs left to pick up the pieces. (What pieces?????)

We got soaking wet, painted the mugs, went into town to get even more wet, so I can purchase my first pair of Wellingtons. For about 2 years, I am trying to get wellingtons. But I must have mishaped feet. They are all snug at the front and I slip at the back. The lady just said that I must have slim heels.... "must be the only slim feature on me at the moment" I mumbled ....

Still I got them, will wear them in the mud tomorrow and going (growing???) to love them.

Right, gotta get prepared to pick up my big boy from school soon.

I promise - I grew up that little bit today.

Love

Andrea. xxxxx

As time goes by

Blimey, it has been a long time, since I last wrote.
Well, lot's happend. Young Danny turned 3 and I am now a proud Mama of a 3 and a 4 year old. Alec is still happy at school. However he is having a tonsillectomy on February 13th. Dreading it, but it has to be done. Both boys have been poorly over the past 3 weeks - usually when Daddy is away - thanks a bunch... Hopfully Alec is getting fit enough for the operation. Still nearly a week to go.
My Mama's 3rd anniversary has also been and gone. I seem to have no real time to sit down and properly think about her. The weeks before the 25th of January have been hard. Nearly every day it hit me that she is gone and how much I still miss her. But life goes on and espacially now with little baby growing inside me. That, of course, seems to bring back even more memories of that time when I lost her. Wearing the coat again with a big belly, the cardigan...all those memories keep rushing back. Still, that makes her more and more present at the moment.
After Danny's party, the boys got one balloon each and the second we left the building, Dannys balloon flew away. He was not really bothered, but Alec was well upset. Somehow they both got it in their little heads, that Oma in heaven got the balloon now. Not very satisfying. The following morning Daddy flew to USA and each and every day on the phone the boys reminded him to pass by Oma on the flight back and fetch that balloon back. Oma doesn't really need it they decided.
I love the boys! Unconditionally.
Andrea. x