Sunday, March 8, 2009

Home, sweet home.

The wheels on the bus have stopped, and I am home to three very pleased-to-see-me boys. (That includes the big one) The expected Mount laundry is just a minor hillock, and all of the windows and furniture seem intact. The cat won't leave me alone.

Over the next few days I will chat about my experiences on Words on Wheels, but tonight I just wanted to check in, say hi and share with you the first two questions asked by Mr Seven-Year Old:

1. Did you bring me a present?

2. Did you play Putt Putt Golf?

5 comments:

The Paradoxical Cat said...

Welcome back! So did you play putt putt?

Bookman Beattie said...

Welcome home, takes a 7 year old to teach us about priorities!Bless him.

zipperty-doo-dah said...

I wonder if you managed to get a giraffe gift to satisfy him, or has the fascination with giraffes been replaced with something else?
The tour sounded great.

Tania Roxborogh said...

I missed you....

Vanda Symon said...

Ah yes, good to be home. No we didn't play put put golf, but we did manage a bit of pool, Anna and I versus David & Steve. Our mini tournament ended in a draw.

Didn't find a giraffe for the little fella, but one of those pens with ten colours and some lollies did the trick.