I am LOVING the Library. I am loving how much my boy is loving the Library. I am loving that he asks to go so he can find books "with information" about Dinosaurs. I am loving that he chooses a book each for his brother and sister. I love his choices. I love that he is excited about reading and books. I am also loving this pile by my bed; some books read and loved, some waiting to be read. Books are friends. I am LOVING books.
I am LOVING my Scraggy. He is just too cute. I love his giggle/chortle/cackle. I love the way he comes running to me when he bumps himself so I can kiss it better. I love watching him LOVE cars. And trains. I love the way he plays (I am NOT loving the danger to life and limb from his random mini-vehicles parked all over the house).
I love my Scrag-gym workouts. He weighs a ton and is great resistance for leg-lifts! I love that he is feeding himself (but I am NOT loving cleaning up the mess). I love that he is growing up. But I am NOT loving that he is growing up too fast.
I am LOVING my roses. They smell so good. I am loving having cut flowers in the house. From my garden.
I am LOVING my neighbours. My big boy was off school yesterday with something dodgey going on in the tummy department. My lovely next-door neighbour, Michelle, took the Princess to school for me. My wonderful round-the-corner neighbour, Linda, picked up Princess after school and took her home for a play... and then sent this lovely dinner home with her. Angel food. I am LOVING that.
I am NOT loving having to get a specimen of Number Twos in this! Really, really NOT loving.
I am loving Gail. Gail rocks. She thought up the Candy Exchange. She meets me for coffee at a moment's notice...
Then she organised a great night out with a bunch of friends, where we got to leave our "parent hats" at home. We went on the Ferry to Devonport. Me and Mr G made it with seconds to spare after our babysitter arrived 15 minutes before the ferry sailed. We caught every green light and managed to roll straight into a parking spot 200metres from the ferry terminal. We sprinted (until my lack of fitness made me have to walk or die) I waved at Mr G to run ahead and get tickets and limped as fast as I could the rest of the way. We made it just before they shut the gate. Our friends cheered us on as we raced up the gangplank. We had a great night, good food, good company, lots of laughs. I am LOVING lots of laughs. I am NOT loving my sad lack of fitness.
But I am loving my friend Gail.
What are YOU loving/not loving at the moment?
