I just love school holidays. As a teacher and mother, I see this time as a space to do normal, homely stuff that doesn't involve timetables, alarms, packed lunches or generally going about day to day life trying to balance panic and guilt.
Yesterday I made some yummy vegetable soup with leftover stuff from the fridge:
Of course the vikings didn't go too much for it, so I served it with hot garlic bread to disguise the fresh and healthy taste. Funny how becoming a mother means also learning how to use blackmail for the greater good.
Then today I took Will to get a haircut. This is no easy task since he decided to grow his hair - though unfortunately his hair had formed a natural looking mullet. He made me promise that the hairdresser would only thin it out a bit and give it a slightly more stylish shape (no offence Billy Ray Cyrus..).
He's gone from looking like a bogan wife beater, to looking like a dunny brush. Much better, I think.
After the haircut I took my own advice and made a drop-in visit to one of my 'top 4' mates who has been proving VERY difficult to get hold of. I thought I'd take a pic just so I can remember what she looks like (and enjoy the fact that she's NO LONGER ABLE TO WEAR HIPSTER JEANS).
Here's to 'Up the Duff' Linners!
Demi Moore nude cover girl thing - though I'd be happy not to be the photographer in that scenario.
What a lovely, non-work day. Only 60 more semesters and I can retire - but who's counting???