First Day Of A New Year
Well, here we are in 2012; it's sounds so futuristic. How was your New Year's Eve? Ours was very low key. Before kids we would have found ourselves at some party or another; nowadays it's a case of trying to stay awake until midnight so to have a glass of 'something' to see in the new year. I'm not complaining though; I don't feel I'm missing out on anything other than feeling groggy the next day.
With young children, feeling below par isn't an option. This morning we woke bleary eyed to Lily and Arthur bounding into our bedroom announcing that they were about to perform a puppet show for us from the foot of our bed. That wouldn't have been quite so endearing after a heavy night.
We had a leisurely breakfast of warm corrisants and then decided to take in some sea air, so we put on our boots and coats. It then started to rain so we took off our boots and coats and settled the kids down at the kitchen table to do some of the craft presents that they'd received over Christmas. Arthur lost himself in his new Play-Doh Train whilst I helped Lily assemble her cardboard dolly. We drank tea and listened to the radio.
Now it's a nap for Arthur, a film for Lily, the newspaper for David and I will settle on the sofa to pick up my two and-a-half year old cross-stitch. One of my new years resolutions is to stop starting so many craft projects and start finishing some off. I can't remember such a relaxing day at home. We know only too well that our hectic pace of life will be resumed before the week is out, so we're making the most of just 'being' at home as the four of us.
Happy New Year.