Well, it comes round once a year and it's unavoidable, lol. But if you ask me a week before Christmas isn't the best time of year, but you don't always plan these sort of things. Today was the day I turned 38. Not that I mind, it's only a number and considering I'm a mother of 3 you don't expect me to be 19 anymore, right. So, it feels good to be where I am at the moment and I'm thankful for who I am, who surrounds me and what I've got.
Last night was a bit of a restless night, as Renee is down with a bad cold and was restless all night. It turned out today that she's actually got an ear infection, and we're meant to be on a flight in less then 48 hours.
I've got a cold myself and as I spent most of the night trying to make Renee feel comfortable (even having a shower at 3 a.m. to open up her airways), David let me sleep in this morning. Ruben and Rebecca came to sing (whisper, as Renee as still asleep next to me) Happy Birthday (Lang zal ze leven) in Dutch to me and give me their cards and presents. I'll tell you I got truly spoilt. I got this, this, this and this. The above picture was taken with my new lens.
And I truly have some competition in the card making business. Here are the cards that David, Rebecca and Ruben made for me. They are simply divine. Renee wasn't able to make one, as she's been ill since Saturday.
This morning David treated me to the biggest latte I've ever seen at our local patisserie.