I’ve been home this weekend. First time this year and probably the last time until after the IVF. I’m too scared I’ll leave drugs somewhere by mistake if I travel, which could be disastrous. I’m an organised type so…
It’s been an expensive weekend – Car Service, Car MOT, Car Tyres, Car Insurance. So yeah not too happy. Cars are a pain.
To cheer myself up I went to visit my very first friend ever this afternoon. We made friends in Meithrin (playschool for the non-Welsh) when we were three. And now that we’re in our thirties we’re still friends. I’m godmother to her children who are three and four, and hilarious. I gave them their Christmas presents today and Princess Elsa’s (her current three year old obsession) birthday present. Princess Elsa has a thing for rubber ducks. So being a good godmother I bought her a family of yellow rubber ducks for Christmas. *Gasp* “Look Mami Ducks.” This baffles me but successful presents! She was also impressed with her “windup box” – a pretty little jewellery box with a cat playing the guitar twirling on a musical flower. Three year olds are so easily impressed.
Mr S kept being dragged off by her brother to look at little cars. It was hilarious. Every time he sat down. “Come on, come on come and see.” I love these kids they’re so funny.