My severe lack of blog related activity of late will be attributed to Liz's stay with us - which ended today. Carole and Luca dropped her off at the train station just after 9am today and she'll (hopefully) be arriving home just as I hit the full stop key.
I think Luca's going to miss her. Almost every morning during her stay he's been up earlier than normal (usually between 6 and 6.30am) and walked out his room to find her. Carole and I continue to pretend to sleep as we hear Grandma's bedroom door being knocked while he booms out "I've had a nice sleep - wake up Grandma"!
Luckily she thinks it's cute (whereas any early awakening is far from cute in my eyes!) and has no objections as he bounds onto her bed with a selection of books to be read. This morning was a prime example. As I stumbled past Grandma's bedroom Luca spotted me and shouted "Did you have a nice sleep Daddy?". I replied to the affirmative and asked if he had too. "I did Daddy, was a good sleep". He then followed this by gripping his Grandma firmly by the shoulder while staring into her eyes and asked "Did you have a good sleep too Grandma?"
You had to be there........
Luca's spent - predictably - much of his time with his Grandma during her stay, although we have felt a little sorry for her on the occasions where she's been under assault (not literally) from both Grandson and Jack Russell. They both can be a little excitable - we perhaps need to stock up on the valium for both mini canine and mini homo-sapien.
Sima - of whom we were previously proud for being the only Jack Russell that doesn't nip - has over the past week developed a tendency to jump up from behind and bite your bottom. Not sore, but our house has become awash with high pitched "ow" noises when she enters these excitable moods.
What have we done while Liz has been here? Other than worn her out? We've taken her on train trips, into Aberdeen, to church, to flower shows, etc, etc. We've also had movie nights most nights accompanied by various burnt meals (I wasn't on form). Some of the films were of similar quality to the meals - the Nicholas Cage thriller "Next", in particular, surely destroyed a good few brain cells with an utterly moronic storyline.
I must clarify, however, the quality of the meals cooked by Carole and Liz. My life won't be worth living if I don't......In all seriousness the remnants of the sponge cake baked by Liz yesterday will without question be devastated by me immediately upon arrival home tonight.
Carole and I also took advantage of the free in-house babysitter on Friday night and abandoned ship for the evening. We ventured into Aberdeen to watch "District 9" at the cinema. Brilliant film on many levels, could be enjoyed as a clever allegory of apartheid or simply enjoyed as a "crash-bang" sci-fi epic. Curiously Carole particularly enjoyed translating all the South African swear words into English for me!
A lot else has happened, but due to my ever burdgeoning Mother-esque memory details would be hazy!
**Useless fact of the day - Astronauts on the first American space station (Skylab) grew 1.5 - 2.25 inches (3.8 - 5.7 centimeters) due to spinal lengthening and straightening as a result of zero gravity**
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