Finally the kids are well...touch wood!

Well, so maybe Karate wasn't Emma's thing, but at least we tried. Emma has been my biggest worry this week, not Isabelle or James for a change. She is not as active and full of life as she normally is. I think she needs more friends or more to do when she is not in school. I do regret not signing her up to any after school activities when they started or the Swedish school. I thought they needed more time to get used to school first. But anyway, no use looking back. We did what we thought was right at the time. Luckily, Emma has some nice friends at school so we just have to get used to arranging play-dates every week. None of them live here, so it' s a matter of coordinating, driving, etc. And the teacher has to know at least a day in advance who is picking up your kids, etc..not like in Sweden when all her friends were round the corner. Anyway, she now has a playdate tomorrow and Friday, so that feels great. The way we mum's worry...

I managed to play golf yesterday, great fun. Did I mention that the instructor apparently taught Tigerwoods sometime years ago...After golf we had coffee, croisant and ceasar salad, suddenly I felt very much like someone in Desperate housewives....byt only for a short moment...after picking the girls up from school, James had fever again, so no play group at the Swedish church as we normally do on Tuesday afternoon. The girls were not happy. And James was crying. So, back to reality once again.

Today, Wednesday morning, started with Body Pump. Only the second time I go, but it's good. Last time I could hardly walk for two days. James was also much better, so we went to TFI for lunch with a friend. James kept flirting with her 2-year old daughter, by making noises and spitting out his food, so I thought he must be ALOT better.

It has been a good day, but unfortunatelly, Emma had to be a real pain when I was putting them to bed. All beacuse I found a BIG pile of hair hidden in the bathroom under a towel. Emma had decided to cut her own fringe...leading to a somewhat strange haircut. After that she was not happy with me...or herself I think. Poor thing.

Time for bed!