Back to the Grind

Now that the first of the end of the year holiday is done, things will be back to the way they were. And which way was that? Well, My Hunny waking like a thief in the night and disappearing out the door before anyone else in the house wakes up. My middle baby getting up at 7:30am and creeping, quite loudly, into my bed. The baby, baby, talking to herself until mommy comes downstairs to rescue her from dirty diaper syndrome and the oldest baby standing at the top of the stairs calling for Daddy, who won't respond cuz he's at work or at least stuck in traffic on his way to work. *Sigh* never thought I'd really miss My Hunny being home all week. But I have to admit I will and I do.

In other news the Indigenous People Day ceremony on "The Rock" was a new experience. At times I felt what I sometimes have imagined what it may have been like 300 years ago (minus the part of my azz being a slave). I really like it and my oldest baby liked it too, especially the dancing. The baby queen was being coddled and carried and smoothered in true queen fashion by her grandparents who couldn't keep their hands off of her. It's funny, cuz everytime someone commented about how lovely she was my father was "ohhh thank you!" LOL. I was thinking, when you have another baby? LOL. And it would be right if one of the babies didn't fall asleep, which one did. Slept through the entire thing, including the ferry right back across the bay.

I can feel the routine returning already. Ms. Senayet is demaning cream of wheat, Ms. Saada has decided to dress herself (Punky Brewster style) and Ms Sarai is eating grapes and entertaining herself. And what are mommy and daddy doing, goofin off on the computer of course.

Okay, well I better go cook. Slaves don't have much time to themselves when demanding little queens are yelling their names.

*smoochies* Mrs. R.