A year or so ago Hubby gave one of our crafty parishoners Diva's quilt. Her task: to repair the love-worn quilt. This quilt was made for her by her gran. Gran, who has since left this world, made a quilt specially for each imminent baby. All my kids cherish their quilts.
Anyways, time passed. And one day this lovely lady dropped in a quilt for Diva to have; one that she had made. We thought that was so sweet.
I really thought nothing of this, until a just a couple of weeks ago, when a troubled thought crept into the shadows of my mind. So last Sunday, I casually asked if I could please have Diva's quilt back no matter the condition, so I can at least frame parts of it.
She looked horrified, and stammered: "Oh I'm sorry. I threw it away
I never said another word about it. I am still speechless, to tell you the truth.
Hubby is adamant that he told her this is a family heirloom that needed repairing, NOT replacing!
How could she make that kind of mistake?
I was devestated, so you can imagine Diva's reaction. All three of the oldest kids were in tears. (all being so very sentimental)
So am still a little in GRRRR mode with that whole situation.
This Friday, Roly and Spindles will have 5 ( that is if they are all allowed to come) friends over for a sleepover.
Should be fun. We will pick them up and drive them straight out to my friend Rachel's riverbank home to play near the river and climb the hill and the trees there.
After dinner, all of us will be driving back into town to see Diva perform at a school recital.
The weather is so beautiful right now. The mornings and dusk especially. I could just get a spoon and eat them up.
We have taken to going for late afternoon walks, and then parking ourselves on a piece of lawn just before the first star appears. Then we sing 'Twinkle Twinkle' to it for Topsy!
And Roly starts his first task ( from the 12 tasks) next Tuesday.
He and I will be volunteering at a soup kitchen in town from 5- 7:30. We will let you know how it goes.
Here are a couple of overdue pics.
The kids bundled up in their blankets watching it from the trampoline.
I know that probably all you clever gals already have a set of these. But I just found these toothbrush holders and I love them.
Just returned home from an unpleasant couple of hours in Emergency. Roly has been complaining off and on of a weird tummy ache all week. Tonight he was wary of eating dinner cause his tummy was sore. Then, a couple of hours later, he went into painful spasms that saw me getting him to hospital as quickly as I could. Not nausea, not wind, not constipation. Just tummy pain! He was OK once we got there (isn't that always the way!), but while he was having his obs done, he started spasming again. Tears-pouring-down-his-face pain. It was kind of like a contraction, with a peak which then subsided, but it then just turned into a constant gasping pain just behind his ribs. The urine test showed a small amount of blood. The doctor first tried a spasm relaxant, which did not work, then ant-acid, which also did not work, and then Pain-Stop! That also did nothing for the pain! Each of these treatments had a 20 -30 minute wait after they were administered. Finally Doc came in and and started to talk about blood tests and the more nitty gritty testing that we would now have to move onto. He gave Roly's chest another good prod, and Roly fairly shrieked when he touched the lower abdominal areas!
Then all of a sudden, I could tell that Roly was going to throw up. The docter went sprinting to get something for him to vomit into, but he was not going to make it back in time. I grabbed an empty toy box, and ......... The doc thought he could se breakfast, lunch and dinner in there, when he finally returned. He was extremely grateful for the the toy box saving everyone a nasty mess to clean up. Then Roly's pain went away completely. The next set of obs showed nothing, so we were released with strict orders to return if anything went downhill. The doctor thought it could have been a severe case of colic, or a viral thing starting.
20 minutes later, I pulled into our driveway and.....Roly gave a gran as he started spasming again!
So now he has had a hot bath and is asleep on the couch, so I can sleep out there with him in case he needs me. The pain seems to have settled, but the ice cream bucket is under the couch, just in case.
Diva finally had her birthday party- long overdue. Her best friend's mother suggested we do a joint party, for our two girls. And it worked out very well!
The other Mom made the cake and I provided party bag lollies and party food. She bought a pinata and did a treasure hunt. I did a pass the parcel ( you know the kind where there is a little prize inside each layer) for the girls and another one for the siblings of the party girls!
The only downside was that we kept our list to a minimum because it wasn't our house, but at the last minute several other girls who only knew the other girl came as well. But it was a great party.
The birthday girls
Spindles just before bringing the pinata crashing down! The only person not to have a go of hitting the pinata was Roly!
Dining al fresco!
The half-hour treasure hunt. They never go for as long as you think they will!
The birthday cake. The other girl's Mom is reknowned for her brownie-like slice ( slice is Oz speak for bar!) So she made this rustic '*' cake for the girls out of her slice. Yummy!
Topsy had a great time with someone else's prize!
The party was held at Diva's friend's property. What a view behind the party guests!
As is always the case, the favorite thing was the simplest. The 20 cent rocket balloons the kids got in their party bags just before they went home were so much fun to let of in such a big area! id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107311557114855618 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QXkqVrGgCPE/RuDQzS8UAMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Mon4DYf6oYQ/s400/N_xp4_Memo_1.jpg"