Wednesday, December 19, 2007

It's starting to get to me...

Yes, this is how much cake I've eaten so far.

So far today, that is.

I cooked it last night for various guests who'll be traipsing through the house over the next few days. Seemed like a good idea at the time, but now, given the day I'm having, I fear my too-tight-already jeans will be starting to give at the seams.

Its been a disaster from dawn onwards. The small screamies, neither of whom are morning-people, outdid themselves. I always find tantrums first thing hard to deal with. I like mornings, I love getting my cup of tea and wandering about checking how the garden is doing and murdering a few snails. Its a beautiful way to start the day. Two small people howling the house down because they want coco-pops, even though the packet is waiting on the table, just make me want to... well.... eat cake.

So after that start, we go to the doctor, to get Miss Beanies ears and throat checked after she was so sick the other week. Then its time for the big outing. Going to visit Santa.

Yes.

I should've known better.

I dress them up. Do their hair. Keep foodstuffs to the unsticky, unstaining type. We're first in the queue. Santa arrives. Kids go all shiney-eyed with awe and wonder. We chat to Santa, presents are promised, and I love them just that little bit more.

Then Miss Beanie spots the camera on its tripod and totally loses the plot.

She screams, and screams and screams. All the way out of the shopping centre, all the way to the car, and most of the way home.

I really wish I could've screamed as well.

I had a nice trip all planned. Photo with Santa, then to a cafe (my kids love baby-cinos) for morning tea, then visit the fountain and the huge Chrissy tree.

But no. Now I'm doing my fifth load of washing for the day and eating cake.

I know this is all part of being a parent and that one day I'll look back and laugh, but right now I'm so dissapointed. Everyone else has Santa photos. Why can't mine, just for once, behave themselves?

Sigh.

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Sami said...

My Princess doesn't do Santa photos either. Raves on and on that she wants to see Santa, then as soon as she sees him backs away as though he's radioactive. Then when we leave it's "Where's Santa gone?"

The cake looks yummy.

Suzanne Brandyn said...

LOL Whats left of the cake! Can I have a piece please.

My girls use to love Santa photos. But now I think it'd be more for santa than the girls..... hmmmm

Merry Christmas Cait, I hope you have a nice time with your family.

Suz

Jess Dee said...

Yes - its those beautifully planned days with the children that always go belly up. And they go especially bad when you can almost taste those cappacino/babycinos!

Still laughing about your enjoyable mornings murdering snails.

Jess

Rachael Blair said...

Am SOOOOOOOOOOOO glad someone else is busy creating thunderthighs too... We made cup cakes this arvo and I think Ham and I ate more than we took to the daycare party!

Merry Christmas!

Jess Dee said...

Yes - its those beautifully planned days with the children that always go belly up. And they go especially bad when you can almost taste those cappacino/babycinos!

Still laughing about your enjoyable mornings murdering snails.

Jess

Suzanne Brandyn said...

LOL Whats left of the cake! Can I have a piece please.

My girls use to love Santa photos. But now I think it'd be more for santa than the girls..... hmmmm

Merry Christmas Cait, I hope you have a nice time with your family.

Suz