One pair of toe socks finished, for one very happy 8 year old! She has been hanging on every stitch for days, waiting for me to finish them and has already asked if she could wear them to school tomorrow, even though at that stage one sock only had 3 toes.

I couldn’t find a pattern I liked for the socks, so I just used a regular sock pattern and then did the toes as if I was making gloves. Rach has the most incredibly long toes – longer than her big sister’s, despite her feet being shorter. As a result, I made the toes a sensible length, discovered they were too short and then had to unpick them and start again!

Have had a busy week with Rach being sick, yet again. One of these days she might be healthy for more than a month.

I have also come to the conclusion that walking is much less stressful without two small children tagging along. I went to the local shop for milk and came home with a migraine brewing. James has decided that crashing into every sign post/tree/etc is hilarious (Neil owned up to it later) and everywhere he goes, Miriam must follow. If he jumps on a hydrant cover, so must she. If he hugs a tree, so must she, even if she’s following 10 metres behind. And that was just the trip to the supermarket. On the way home James decided they should hold hands. Well it was all very cute, but they only walked at half the speed. James was pointing out the trees and the fences and the dog and being a very dutiful big brother, but all I wanted to do was get home. It took us over half an hour and we only live 5 houses away from the shops!

Poor Neil has been trying to get my Mothers’ Day prezzie to work tonight. He ordered it over a month ago and it only arrived today and now it doesn’t seem to want to work. I tried to cheer him up with chocolate, but not even that worked. For anyone who knows Neil, you know how annoyed he must have been. We are talking about the man who gets a look of bliss on his face, just from seeing a Cadbury’s truck. I kid you not – it happened on the way home tonight.

I now have the ultimate in cow paraphenalia. A cow radio. Very cute and might I say, very practical. I will now be able to listen to Yass FM in style!

Goodnight for now.