Our Week

This week has been a one of mixed feelings. It started well, had some sad news in the middle and then finished with a very grumpy child. A person who Catherine grew up with from the Ingle Farm Salvation Army passed away suddenly last week, then Amaya had her chicken pox injections on Friday. Mark reckons that he took his little girl to the doctors and left her there and bought another little girl home. Since Saturday, we have had a teary and sad little girl, who cries when we leave a room, or walk in the opposite direction to her. She is also cutting her last meat tooth, which is also causing discomfort for her.

But we are still ok and not too concerned about getting up 3-4 times a night.

Today Mark got ready for being a proper teacher by getting up before 6 and driving 45 minutes to his prac school. It was dark when he left and it was almost like we have switched roles, as my first teaching job when we were first married made me get up before 6 and leave when it was still dark. He was a little nervous, but i reassured him that he would be fine.

I'll just stay at home with Little Miss Sunshine/Grumpy.