And it's all over...

The party was fun, and loud, and full of only 9 small people. That's a lot of small people! Evidence below...

Birthday boy centre, with rainbow on his cheek

My mom made a fabulous cake, chocolate cars and even brought goodie bags - thank you! And to all the friends who came. Love you guys and gals! Needless to say, when everyone had all headed home at 13h00, the family passed out for afternoon naps!

Er... still out of energy though. Saturday was followed by Sunday church and visits to Somerset West, then Monday early morning bounces on bed for the actual DAY. Tuesday was party day at nursery school so cookies and popcorn were delivered by Granny and myself. And then Mum had to catch a flight out a bit later the same day at 15h40...

And now it's Wednesday. Made it back to gym for the second time in Feb today since being so very ill. Methinks I need a doctor's note for Discovery. And then I did a visit to the chemist, returned the tyres borrowed for the party, did the school run, made bread, visited another chemist, did the ballet class run (they were callerpittars today), headed to Lynette for rainy day kid videos, came home, popped lovely friend's supper offering in the oven (yum, yum - love Woollies), washed the mozzie net Jessica weed on last night when she did not make it off the bunk bed in time, typed up an article for a client, tweeted madly for other client, updated the school calendar on Google for the year, cleaned up in the kitchen, set two traps for the mouse, and... Hey, I am off to bed. Too much happening all at once. Hopefully it will all slow down from here?  Zzz zzz.

Er. Is my life as a working-cum-stay-home mom sounding a bit manic to anyone?

G'nite!