Mothers Day...2008.

What a spoilt brat I was yesterday!

How nice it was to be a spoilt brat too!!





My morning began with me chuckling quietly at the kids efforts to not be heard pottering around the house, gathering up their cards & gifts to bring me, as well as get a head start on my breakfast in bed, which I had a feeling I might get!

So, as they approached my bedroom door, I snuggled my head deep into the doona, sqeezing my eyes tightly closed.






(I am the worst fake-sleeper, EVER!

Eyelids fluttering away, smile escaping my lips, which quiver more, at the attempt to hide it!)



Then, they burst in, & made a dive on me, all while yelling, "Happy Mothers Day!"









It was the best part of my day.


Well, actually, on second thoughts, anytime my 13 yr old son actually kisses me without being forced to, is the best part of my day!

I was then ordered to stay in bed, while I was presented with a cup of coffee & a plate of pancakes with maple syrup & icecream & wildberries...YUM!

Opened gifts then spent the morning lounging around.

I called Mum & my sister, & Jamie's cousin , & did the Happy Mums day with them all, over the phone.

If Mum hadn't had to work, I would have gone to see her for the day.

In the afternoon, we decided to go for a walk, so Tylah could practise her skateboarding on the newly-tarred roads in our area.

Jake asked if he could go & play footy with his mates & Uncle Dillon & his mates, which we were cool with; he had done his "time" with me!

Not even half an hour into our walk, we get a call that Jake hurt his foot & reports that the boys had heard it crack!

So....off we go, into the car, & spend the next 5 hours at the hospital, where he is X-rayed, plastered & sent home with instructions to attend the Fracture Clinic this morning, at a different hospital.

Ortho Surgeon was concerned that the crack was right in Jakes growth plate, & for further assessment, he was required to undergo a CT scan.

We were then told we could go home, & the Dr will call us regarding his decision on whether to operate & insert a screw, or just go back for another cast to be put on.

So, next Monday, we go back, for one or the other.

If he gets out of an Op....I told him I'm asking for bright pink plaster for him...heehee!

All up, this is the 5th time our eldest son has been in plaster!!

The Dr spoke to him today, about the importance of protecting his bones, and arthiritis etc, when he's older.

He is so his fathers son!!

Jamie is the most accident-prone guy I have ever met.

Lord help Jakes future wife!!

And, Lord help me.

The Slave...for the next few weeks!!!