The Long Weekend

ANZAC Day - Ryan and I hosted our own little dawn service. He's been waking at crack of dawn lately for no conceivable reason, which is just about killing me. We hung around watching Dora the F'ing Explorer until it was light enough to head off to the park to feed the ducks, which turned out to be an adventure all of it's own. Apparently there is now a bloody great black swan residing at the river which makes the normally grumpy ducks even grumpier. Lets just say Ryan was lucky to come home with all his digits... Later that afternoon we had an impromptu BBQ with one of my best friends from school with her lovely partner. Many beers and wines were consumed, which when a certain boy-child decides to repeat dawn service the following morning does not make for a happy start to the day.

Saturday morning saw our hungover selves heading off first thing for Matthew's rountine blood test. He's now collecting the knitted bears donated to the Red Cross by volunteer knitters - our latest arrival is the green stripey dude in the front.

Note the bear in Bronco colours that's played one too many games of football...

We then struggled through swimming lessons, clutching our dreadful McDonald's coffees tightly before heading off to buy Ryan a proper big kids bed - the rest of the day was obviously spent assembling the blessed thing and re-arranging furniture to accomodate it.

Sunday - our day of rest. Hallelujah & Praise the Lord. (And yes, I am aware that that sentence alone has guaranteed my place somewhere hot for all of eternity...) Actually, it wasn't all just lolling around. T did wave the chainsaw around for a bit up the back yard and I did some decluttering of ugly furniture and baby items that were clearly just taking up valuable real estate so we were a teeny bit productive. Just nothing that makes you feel like you actually accomplished anything. (Shel, we might need your help...)

So there you go, another fascinating weekend in the life of the Us. Could any of you have possibly been even more boring than we were?