Christmas!

I love Christmas! It's my favourite time of the year. I'm very much a winter girl. Though don't get me wrong, I can be a bit if a sun worshipper during the summer months. But there is something about winter and Christmas time that I just love.....
Before we had our children, both my hubby and I used to work every Christmas Day. I didn't like working it because it's Christmas, and Christmas day in my eyes should be spent at home with family. But because we worked together it didn't matter, because we were together!
Now however, it's different. Obviously as we now have the kids I cannot work Christmas, which I love. But the other half still has too. Which sucks!!
For the first couple of years we had to set our alarm for Christmas morning so we had enough time to open everything before hubby went to work. As the kids were a bit young to understand really what Christmas was about, and opened everything really slowly. Wanting to play with each toy as they opened it.
This year was slightly different however!
The kids are 5yr old now. I have boy/girl twins, in case you didn't know....
They hung their stockings on Christmas eve and went to bed super excited. I have to admit I was excited too as I love seeing the joy, happiness and excitement on their little faces.
At exactly 4.45am, Holly came through to our room shouting "He's been and he's written me a message on my blackboard". The message read..'To Holly, Merry Christmas from, Santa x'
We let her tell us and show us what he'd left in her stocking and then told her not to wake her brother up yet. But to go back to bed, she didn't have to go to sleep but it was too early to go downstairs. And with that she went to her room.
We were awake!! I did try to get back to sleep but it just wasn't happening. Probably as I'm so used to getting up at 5am anyway for work!
My little man woke up at 6.15am, super excited as well. We all went downstairs and I don't think I've ever seen Holly so excited before. It was so nice to see!

We open all our pressies on Christmas day, but our Christmas is really on Boxing Day when Hubby is home. That is how Christmas shall be until Hubby doesn't have to work it. Which is something we are working on.

One for all you men..........!

A man came home from work and found his 3 children outside, still in their pyjamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn around the garden. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and no sign of the dog, walking in the door, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was on loudly with the cartoon channel, the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pyjamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?' She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day? ''Yes," was his incredulous reply. She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it........'

Kids! When your backs turned....

I awoke last Sunday feeling awful. The kids had given me a lay in (till half eight!) but I woke up with the worst headache I'd had in a very long time. Right across the front of my forehead was absolutely pounding. I felt like I could actually feel my brain pulsing, trying to push its way out of my head! I was also starving and felt like I was going to be sick if I didn't get some
food. So, I sorted the kids out with breakfast and then poured myself a bowl of cereal. Which actually made me feel worse. Everytime I moved my head the pain got worse. Now I've only ever had a headache this bad once before. I'd had it for about 5 days and eventually went to the doctors who told me it was a sinus infection. Nice! Any who, I'd forgotten about that on Sunday and I felt like my head would explode any minute. So I decided to go back up to bed, leaving the kids downstairs. Holly was snuggled on the sofa watching tv and Charlie was playing on the computer. Oh, and Mr. K was at work.
I climbed back in to bed and within 5mins my two little urchins had joined me. Only they wanted to jump on me! I DON'T THINK SO!!! So, I told them what's for and to let me have 10mins of quiet. They toddled off back downstairs. The last thing I remember before I dropped off to sleep. Was Holly asking if she could have a bag of crisps. To which I said yes.......

I awoke 2 hrs later to silence. All be it for the noise of the t.v. downstairs. Feeling a bit better I went down to find the kids on the sofa stuffing sweets. But on the table in front of them there were 2 empty crisp packets, 6 empty haribo bags, 2 lolly sticks, 2 kitkat wrappers, an orange peel and a stone from a plum!!!!
I just stood there for about 10 seconds taking in the scene before saying "right then, no more sweets for today then!" I guess that's what I get for going back to bed and not making lunch. When I told them I'd make dinner soon! They said what about lunch.......? My reply was after what you've eaten we're gonna skip lunch........

My Dilemma.......

Though I'd give this blogging malarkey a go as even my mother is doing it!!! Not sure what to talk about, can't really use it to moan about work which I would love to do.

I am having a bit of a dilemma at the moment however. I recently joined a Ladies running club on Wednesday nights at Stanwick Lakes. Its free, just a group of ladies all shapes, ages, sizes and abilities running together. Now I do actually have a treadmill which sits in my front room and takes up lots of space. But I do use it when i can. Its not used as my friend uses hers for, a coat rack!! Anywho, as it is now dark and there are no lights at Stanwick, we can no longer run there at night. So we will be running somewhere else. Also they want to run on saturdays. But both my hubby and I work so its gonna be difficult to make Saturdays.

Now, my kids swimming instructor wants to do an adult course doing swimming, aqua jogging and aqua circuits, also on a Wednesday night. Which I really want to attend. Ideally I would do the swimming on a Wednesday night and running on a Saturday. BUT, I have to flippin' work Saturday mornings. My Hubby has offered to change my shift (as he is in charge!), but that would mean him changing as well. So he would then have to do a close, finishing at 11.30pm and then an open on Sunday morning, starting at 6am. I said no as its not fair and I love him to much to make him do it. As much as I really want to do the above.
Sooooo what to do...................?