
Yesterday was more cleaning up, trying to have a declutter in our house these holidays, but needed to do the kids rooms while they weren't there.
After an early dinner, or rather late lunch, we went up town for a drink, met up with some friends who were there and after they left my husbands boss also turned up, so had another drink with them. A really nice night, so must do that more often.
Anyway, better finish off the tidying up, and head of to pick up the kids today. Apparantely Mister just turned 8 is having issues with my sister, and wants to come home. He is a very fussy eater, and she bought mince and cheese pies, instead of just mince (heaven forbid), and then she had the 'indecency' to serve hotdogs (franks in buns), which she thought he liked, but turns out he doesn't anymore, so the whole world is coming to an end according to Cameron, I better go rescue him!!!