Keeping busy….keeping busy.
A little over a week ago, the boys and I tagged along with Hubby to England. It was the boys’ first trip back since we moved home in 2008. I was really surprised how little T&M remembered. During the short ride from Manchester Airport to our town, T&M would say over and over “I never saw this!” I turned around and said “BUT YOU HAVE!! Instead, please say, ‘I don’t remember’.”
It was a short trip–about 5 days. During those days, Hubby was working, so the boys and I were “on our own.” We stayed with a lovely family who we didn’t know very well. But that has now changed. During our short stay, our host family has become one of our closest friends. T’s best friend’s mom (or should I say “mum”?) was kind enough to host a party with our closest friends. EVERYBODY showed up–all my friends, their husbands, and all the children. I think there were about 40 people total. It was an amazing, amazing party. I bought 8 bottles of champagne to celebrate our friendships.
On Monday, T&M attended class in their former school. I was overcome by the warm welcome we received. Although at the start T&M didn’t remember some of their classmates, they had a fabulous time. We have a few more addresses, and will be sending more letters!
When we arrived in the UK, I sent a FB message “Hellooooooo UK Friends!!” One responded “Welcome Home!” It really amazed me how much like “home” it felt, and how seamless our transition back was. It was hard to believe it had been 3 years. When seeing all those wonderful people again, it felt like it was 3 weeks.
I am now the proud mum (yes, the Britishness hasn’t left) of a pair of 5th graders and a 1st grader. The boys are done with school, and I am so proud of how well they did this past year!
The other morning, I watched from my bed as Little Guy was brushing his teeth, and had already dressed himself. All without me asking or reminding him.
“Little Guy—come here and give your mommy a hug!”
“Because I’m so proud of you for getting dressed and brushing your teeth all by yourself today!”
“MOMMMMMMM……I’m a FIRST GRADER now. Of course you don’t have to tell me. But those 5th graders, you still have to tell them!”
I love that Little Guy!
I’m baby-sitting 4 goldfish this week. I haven’t done the best job remembering to feed them. Their feeding schedule is slightly off–both in time and quantity. One day I fed them WAY TOO MUCH. The next feeding, barely anything. I’m also not sure how much time I should be spending with them. Do they prefer human companionship? Should I sing to them? Toss a ball into the tank? DO they care?