When McDonalds is a disaster

Whenever a road trip begins super early in the morning we stop at McDonalds for breakfast. It's usually a great family friendly stop: food for all of us, coffee, toilets and a play area for the kids. Good Friday, it turns out, is not a good time to stop there. The kids were sick, shooting "snot rockets" (term borrowed from a twin club friend) and so couldn't use the playground, they'd been stuck in the car for 2 hours (alot for a pair of 2.5yr olds) and we were asking them to stay still and sit calmly in a room that was chaotic. To add to it, we waited 45 minutes to an hour for breakfast.... I know it was busy, but it wasn't THAT busy. I think next year we'll pack sandwiches and eat them in the park.

Some anniversay perspective

Yesterday was our wedding anniversary and for a change we put aside all work and projects and we sat on the couch, ate takeaway pizza, drank wine and talked. Shock horror, we actually stopped for a moment and spent it on us!

Anyways, while sitting there talking, I looked around the house at the kids paintings hanging up, the toys, the travel photos and the herbs hanging up to dry, I thought about how the boys went running to the door to greet "Daddy" and the penny dropped. I realised that I am currently living the life I had been dreaming about living from the time I was a child. There are a few differences. I hadn't pictured that I'd also be incredibly busy with volunteering and going back to uni and considering a new small business venture. But I wouldn't change that either, I see that I just adapted my dream to my circumstances which is a good thing because if my dreams ended here I'd be left wondering what I'd do next.

This also means that next time I have a bad day I can't really complain, I created this life, time to live it!

January

Alot has happened in the last month or so. We've been so busy I haven't had time to post.... or do the ironing which is evident by the huge piles of clean but crumpled clothing in our lounge room. I had thought to tackle some of it last night, but turns out the iron is busted, so it remained untouched and I made an emergency run to the shops to purchase a new one this morning. 

I inadvertantly took the month off exercise. I only intended to have the week off between Christmas and New Year, but just haven't been able to get back into it. Needless to say all the Christmas eating has taken its toll and I feel somewhat like a sloth. Not helped by the fact that I was on morning tea duty at playgroup this morning and ended up bringing most of my cake contribution home AND EATING IT FOR LUNCH! Yes that's right, I had cake and coffee for lunch today and yesterday I had such a bad morning I had a chocolate bar and coffee for lunch. I am in a bit of a rut and need to dig my way out. Hopefully the return to all the boys activities and routine with school holidays over will help. 

With the boys starting to string together their own proper sentences, not just repeating phrases they've heard adults use, I was beginning to worry they were growing up too fast and I'd forget all the good times while being emersed in all the busyness. So my Mum suggested I pick up a day-to-day diary and record all those little moments that I want to remember and appreciate for years to come. So I did and the added bonus is that it seems to be helping me appreciate my fast growing 'bubs' even more. I've also written myself a list of priorities to help me stay focussed over the coming year - it's going to be an insanely busy one!

Check out my 2014 diary of crazy boy anecdotes!