It´s over

 First thing after breakfast was stripping all beds. Cassian and Flavius were working hard to help me, even dragged the bedding down to the washing machine in the basement. Hubby showed them how to turn it on- blessedly the two won´t have a chance to try it out on their own. I helped Flavius colour a birthday cake for his mum as a belated present. Cassian had done his drawing yesterday, without fuss, which surprised me. At ten thirty this morning the siege ended after five long weeks, when the boys stormed into the living room to kiss me goodbye. Cassian shed a few tears, because he had wanted to stay the last night at our house, without his renitent brother, of course. I told him that Samsung, his beloved cat, surely would want to spend this one night in bed with him, before the boy was off again. Phew- crisis averted!

Hubby brought the boys to their father then returned. He worked like a robot all day long- sorted Lego and all the toys the boys had played with into boxes, put away all the bungee cords (dozens of them, spread all over the garden, perfect for building spider nets to catch thieves), removed the carefully picked out stones that served for building mountains for the Schleich animals. It was as if he felt sorry for the boys being with their parent again. No noise is strange, indeed. I even turned the TV on, or the house would have felt eerily quiet. All the ruckus of the last weeks must have caused an upset stomach with me. I skipped lunch, had an early dinner instead consisting of chicken soup with vegetables. Good for stomach ache and helping with a cold. I have both, so...
It was 16 degrees today. This week summer will come back- but for a few warm days only. I have given up anyway. The pool water is icy. At least it´s not green, as it has been last time. But...we got a call from number three at five in the afternoon. He wants to come on Friday. For bathing. Ha! Hubby told him that poolwater is down to 17 degrees. He'll inform them how fast water temperatures will go up. The family will also come for my birthday. I am delighted. One family off, the next in. At the same time number one informed me that he thinks he will come next week. I am doomed, really doomed. It's indeed Hotel Mama what we've been turned into! Mama does all the cooking, and papa works as the hotel's chamberboy, while offsprings are holidaying in and around the house...
BTW:There are days when I hate LJ. Today I was replying to comments, when I noticed that LJ did not work the way it was supposed to. I hate it when this happens!
PS: that's what I found in the boys' beds!



Flashlights! But five of them?

• Mood 

  exhausted

• Music 

  Now we are free/ Gladiator

• Location 

  my studio