this morning lita and i decided to try something daring…to make the triumverates 11am lunch completely cereal free. we decided a very blended shepard’s pie would make the best mix, and proceeded from there.

all three managed a few mouthfuls. granted, they looked very dubious, and carys was pushing stuff out of her mouth whenever she thought she could get away with it, but on the whole, it was a 33 per cent success. only two of them threw up. sela managed to keep her meal down, i suspect because she liked the outfit she was wearing too much to vomit all over it. carys and jasper had no such allegiances and vomitted far and wide. as i looked at the thick, pale stream that started 10 metres from jasper’s mouth and ended up on his pantleg and chin, it took me back eight months ago, when we were clearing up a minimum of  four vomits a day.

no baby was clean enough to come downstairs with me at 11.45 to pick sebastian up from the school bus, so i went by myself. very boring when there is no one to talk with. soon enough the bus chugged up the hill and sebastian jumped out.

he had a nice lunch that he chose not to finish, and then as we were putting the babies down for their naps, sebastian said he didn’t need a nap. i believe him and so asked him what he wanted to do. i suggested crayoning a picture for daddy and a few other suggestions, all with one eye on the computer. have i mentioned i have a few deadlines for this week? i really like the concept of having my own income, and this new contract boosts my paltry income up 200 per cent. yay! but the downside…i have to actually WRITE the stories i have promised i will. i didn’t get much done this morning, and had promised myself i would this afternoon. however, that did NOT happen, and so i was going to make it up now.

i wasn’t going to plug him infront of a video for two hours, he needed to do something, so again i asked him what he wanted to do.

play with mummy he responded, and broke my heart.

sure, i know he only wanted to play with me because daddy is at the office and his other friends are napping, but I WILL TAKE THIRD CHOICE. forget work, i can do that later….so we sat down together and shared my lunch, (tomato soup and a sandwich) and afterwards i suggested we make something. his eyes lit up.

we make daddy a cake and i eat it all up.

i meant making like crayoning, or glueing.

no, we make daddy something and i eat it all up.

i am trying not to smile.

what would you like to make.

bwownies.

not today.

we make muffins. with bananas and choclate chits.

how about we make bread?

okay.

so we dragged his tiny chair into the kitchen, hauled out the breadmaker and we made bread. not sure how it will turn out as i think jamie oliver junior poured in an extra dollop of milk powder when i wasn’t looking, but we’ll see.

after we had washed and swept up, i asked sebastian if he wanted to paint my toenails. he screamed YES and selected the reddest colour he could fine. he was very proud of the finished product and afterwards i tipped him hk$5. he liked that even more. he wanted to paint my fingernails too, but enough is enough. besides, at this rate, since im not getting my stories done, i need to save my cash. but i don’t regret a thing. we’ve had some fun times together today.