About the only interesting thing that ever happens between my birthday (a few days ago) and the first day I get to put washing on the line again (a major event in this household) is if it snows. It only snowed once last year, on the very day we went to stay with my dad, where it always snows, but it didn’t snow that time. So it’s good that we’ve had snow today, even if it’s London snow and doesn’t stay very long.
It was the last day of the holidays today, so me and the kids went out early-ish in search for some snow, not that there was much of it by the time we got dressed. Even so, much as Boy Lacer was showing an obvious understanding and happiness at the concept of snow, whilst we were inside, he did not like going out in it, but then he doesn’t like rain either.
So we went out, Boy Lacer whinged a bit, Girl Lacer made some very very tiny snow balls and then we went shopping. I managed to get very possibly (?) the last Cath Kidston knitting bag in existence, as I found a single one tucked in a corner in John Lewis. They are no longer in Cath Kidston Kingston or online (as far as I can tell), so pleased with that find. Went and spoilt Girl Lacer a little on lunch box goodies for school (I’m normally immune to “S has this, T has that,” but I’m going to miss her when she goes back tomorrow) and then I went and swallowed my ethical conscience and brought four children’s cardigans in Primark plus a (organic would you believe it) T-shirt for me and some kids socks, all for the price of one ‘decent’ children’s cardigan.
Came home and as much as I will miss Girl Lacer tomorrow (and Boy Lacer, who will be back at playgroup), they are both beginning to climb the walls a bit, so it’s probably a good thing, just don’t feel, what with us all being ill, that we’ve had a holiday this year. Roll on February half term!
