We raced off to church in the morning.
Some aunty gave Callum a kid-size chocolate bar, without asking me! Oooh I hate that! The ONLY time he gets a piece of chocolate is when he does a poo in the potty. As a little reward.
So I had to carefully explain to Callum that mummy is going to put the chocolate into her pocket so we can eat it later. To which Callum threw himself on the ground, kicking and screaming. The aunty was so embarrassed. I shrugged and let him make a huge scene. Mainly so that no one else will give my kids sugary treats, without asking me. Adults need to be trained too.
Speaking of potties. Callum is toilet trained! Except during his night sleep. Woohoo! He’s 2½ years. My mother was pushing him to be trained by 1½ years. But pffft… I think you should start when the kid is ready and when it suits you.
Came home for a nice long afternoon nap.
Then we went to visit some friends for afternoon tea. Yummmmm they had fresh scones and jam, fresh hummus and turkish breads, and a huge steaming pot of tea. Kids, babies and toys were scattered all over the floor. Bigger kids were downstairs in the sandpit, swings and scooters.
And the adults were on the balcony chatting and soaking up the afternoon Sunday sun. One of the mums was a fashion designer who made her own one-off pieces and sold them to various boutiques around Perth. She was so inspiring! I can’t wait to learn how to sew!
Then back home again for dinner. Leftovers from last night. Put the kids to bed. Started to plan camping activities for our little holiday up north. And got stuck into my book, while sipping a hot cup of chai.