Days 34-38

Well the house didn't feel too strange for too long as S came home on Saturday. She found she was missing us too much and wanted to come home instead of staying with Nanny for another night. I went and collected her at 7pm after she had eaten and had a bath and was all togged up in her PJ's.

So I did have the day to myself and spent most of it painting S's bedroom. I can't remember when I began painting it, months ago I suspect, it feels like it's been an ongoing project for far too long. The walls were a pale purple but you wouldn't believe how hideous this has been to cover with the new shade of pink S chose.

I did manage to escape for an hour halfway through the day as G had asked me to post a parcel and as I had to pop out and do that I also popped into one of the local charity shops. Which is where I found this cute little mug. Best 50p I have spent in ages.

As more painting wasn't on the cards on Sunday with S back at home and G at work I asked her which playground she would like to go to. S chose the one by the shore so we had plenty of fresh air whilst enjoying being outside and we decided a little visit to the ice cream van would be a good idea too!
Back home we played together on the Wii, she was teaching me how to do the Scooby Doo game, but that was only after we had spent a little time creating a colourful streamer for the garden out of plastic carrier bags.

T came home on Monday after having the most fantastic time at Grandma's, the highlight being an open top bus trip to Stonehenge.
Monday also marked the fourth year anniversary of when my wonderful Dad passed away. This isn't a great quality photo of a photo, but here we are together on my wedding day.
I can't believe four years have gone by. He is with me everyday though, in my heart I carry my love for him.
I was swamped by grief for so long when Dad died, I didn't think there would ever be a normality to life again, but life does go on, it's just different because a huge and important chunk is missing, but go on it does.

Tuesday we went to buy T a new school jumper, one of the expensive ones with the school's name on it. 
Only we ended up not having to buy one from the school supply shop.
On our way to the shop we stopped in a couple of charity shops (I'm sure you wouldn't expect to read anything else) and there on the children's clothes rail was a practically brand new sweater in T's size for 50p!
I repeat 50p.
This now became the best thing I had recently spent 50p on! 
The school T goes to isn't local to where we have to go to buy the uniform so it was a real fluke to find one there.
After such a successful shopping trip we went to the cinema to see Brave and then for a meal.

Today was not the kind of day T dreams of. It started with a six monthly check up at the dentist and was followed with trouser shopping.
Not for school trousers, just normal every day jeans and chino trousers which made it just ever so slightly more interesting, but not by much. 
Back home the children amused themselves whilst I spent another couple of hours slapping paint on S's walls and quietly cursing the fact that the paint has run out and I need to buy another tin before this wretched decorating will be finished. I'm sure it'll all be worth it in the end!