Do you remember the last time you smiled so much your face hurt? Maybe it was laughing that made your cheek muscles cry out? Could you have been watching a particularly funny TV show, or you were lucky enough to see a comic genius perform? Perhaps it was those singing cats on you-tube? Last weekend it wasn’t a stand up comedian doing what they do best, but my ever-growing blond haired boy strutting his stuff on the dance floor. We were all having a truly wonderful weekend. On the Saturday not only had the very wonderful god parents contributed to a voucher to spend at a beautiful winery down the Peninsula, but also they came with us to look after our boy while we enjoyed our meal AND drove us home! We are lucky people! Sunday morning the big boy played golf while the little boy and I had a mothers group catch up. And the fun continued on Sunday afternoon, we went for a late lunch at a local pub with some friends and their lickle man. After our pub grub was gobbled...
Oversharing is my form of caring