No holiday for me that’s for sure. Up at 4:30 a.m., out with wife and youngest child. Wife goes to the train station, youngest goes to skating practice.
From practice we go to the foster agency where the youngest is picked up to go see her ‘birth mother’ and I get home to the eldest… to whom I suggest for no obvious reason, that we (she – I just ‘belay’) go rock climbing. Luckily this isn’t until 11:00 a.m. so I have tome to get a cup of tea and a breakfast bar.
We’ll have to leave early because I was supposed to have had the first weigh-in for the latest Biggest Loser Competition on Saturday morning but forgot… so I can get it done today. I’ve lost hardly anything, but something is better than nothing I suppose.
From there we’re go to rock climbing where I’ll help the eldest stay safe on the walls whilst giving myself blisters and rope burns. Then it’s off to Parramatta to collect the youngest and we’ll head off to Penrith for the afternoon skating lesson.
This lesson as you know will stretch from 3:30 p.m. or so until 8:00 p.m. and we’ll arrive home somewhere around 9:00 p.m.
Ok the kids are going it as well, well at least the youngest was up at the same time, but everyone else has the chance to rest and even sleep during the day… even the wife can cat-nap on the train or bus going to and from work. Muggins here seems immune to sleep! But by criminy do I need a day or two in bed!!
Oooohh…. I used to love my relaxing mornings in bed before we had the kids. How long is it til they leave home??