Sunday Musings

In case you were wondering, Heather earned herself 7 pence this week!!! I really thought she might only have 2 clear days, but she seems to be mastering the art of self control.

Spent the weekend helping with lots of homework, reading lots of the papers, dancing, watching Strictly Come Dancing, building sparkly girly forts out of the packaging from the new fridge-freezer, playing in the park and TKMaxxing it. Sharon has 4 new party season outfits and John has a new leather coat. (Canadians: TKMaxx=Winners).

No pictures of my fabulous new haircut. I can't claim to have channeled my inner Halle Berry, more my inner Jamie Lee Curtis, or Judi Dench. But I look and feel pixie-fabulous. There are no pictures because it is widely believed in this household that the family scapegoat (who, very conveniently knows no words in her defense) has sneakily dropped it in the garbage.

A few recent cute Claire comments:
*getting ready for school in the morning, me shouting to John, "What time is it?" Claire shouts, "It's 7-2-5!"
*Mum, is it Friday today? "No, it's Tuesday". pause. Oh, I LOVE Tuesday!
*as soon as you sit down at the table, "Is zere any desseht?"
*and singing, "I HOPE MY LEGS DON'T BREAK!.........walking on, walking on da moon."