Good days and bad days

On Sunday we had a really good day and after days like yesterday and today, I think it's important to remember the good days as sometimes the bad ones take over when remembering back.

The two little ones had been invited to a third birthday party on Sunday, so I had taken the day off work to take them.  We were all looking forward to it, the boys for the party and I was looking forward to catching up with some friends I haven't seen for a while.

After finding my way to Camberley, we managed to get there with about 10 mins to spare.  That's really good for me, as no matter how much time I give myself, I normally end up getting lost and running late!  The party was the most relaxed kids party I have ever been to!  It was in a leisure centre and there were 3 staff members there to look after the kids.  I was actually able to sit and talk to my friends without having to run around after the boys or break up any fights!  The boys also seemed to be on their best behaviour.  Even at the end of the play session and they had to get their shoes on to go to the party room they did it with no fuss or tantrums!  The party continued in this manner and when it was time to go home, they came along nicely!  Wow, who's replaced my two boys!

We got home at about 3ish and found the flat empty.  Hubby had mentioned that he might go to the gym while we were out, so I didn't think much of it.  I let the boys play with the goodies in the party bags and eat some of the sweets.  I then texted hubby to let him know that we were home.  It turned out he wasn't at the gym at all, but in fact in the pub with some of his mates.  I decided then that seeing as he was out and about, we were all having a good day, it would be nice to go out for a family dinner somewhere.  We very rarely get the occasion to go out, so it would be a nice change.

I texted PJ and hubby to let them know of the plans and off we went to the nearest Harvester.  We all had a good time and the food was nice.  The service was a little slow, but that's to be expected at 4-5pm on a Sunday.  All full up, we came home and the little ones went off to bed not long after.  Once they were settled in bed, PJ, hubby and myself all settled down with a couple of beers (not PJ!), popcorn and a film.  All in all, a very good day all round!

Now, as I sit here listening to the screaming fits and arguments of the littlest two, how I wish days like Sundays could be a much more regular occurrence!

Jackie. x