It’s Thanks Giving, so let me share some moments I feel grateful for over the past 12 days.
I am thankful for what London has to offer and that I shall see more of it through ‘The Culture Club’ – see previous blog. I am thankful for my adorable twin sisters, who just celebrated their 40th birthdays. I am thankful for the wonderful winter mornings on which my daughter and I walk a beautiful black Labrador from a neighbouring house. So if you live in a flat or perhaps don’t want the commitment that comes with owning your own pet, this is could be the answer.
On Sunday morning, my children and their sleepover friends made cookies. Normally they set up stall and sell them in the front garden for whatever price local market forces will bare. But this time, they decided to share them with passers by, for no other reason but for the pleasure of giving. The pride I saw on their faces was the same look I saw on my son’s face as he sat polishing his own shoes for the first time. This morning proved to me that children today are no different to the way we were. Grand gestures are all very well, but what children really cherish are the simple pleasures in life.
Early in the week, I took the children to see the pre-release of planet 51 and once safely tucked into bed, went for a delicious meal at Notting Hill Brasserie. The following day, I sat in awe as my fatherin-law played with my daughter’s DS for the first time and whilst brain training showed his brain to be considerably younger than his 77 years, mine showed me to be 53 – not good! The moral of the story – you may look okay but use it or loose it!
Mid-week my husband and I attended a Thanks Giving dinner and not only was I grateful for the plentyful food, the wonderful company, but also for not breaking every bone in my body as I fell down the hosts stairs on the way out! The following day was casual supper with friends – but this time at our home. And on Saturday we took our children, their friends and ours to Sing-a-long Grease at our local cinema and than back to ours for lunch. The end of a wonderful week, when we had so much to feel thankful for.
