Our day started in a terrible rush because we woke up late for Guppy's dance assessment. I believe that the way you start a day sets the tone for the whole day, so starting a day in a rush usually leaves me despondant.
Nevertheless,we were off!
We had to get breakfast on the go and due to the time it had to be a bad breakfast.
We made it to the assessment on time. Guppy got her certificate and we actually got a very nice family photo afterwards.
But Guppy also got a partypack filled with sweets, which she promptly started to devour while we set off for her school prize giving.
Poor Peanut! She was fed upon waking, then in the car before her sister's show and again in the car on the way to the second event.
The prize giving was fun and relaxed but ended off with yet another party pack! I don't think Guppy has had this much sugar in the whole of her 4 years of life.
Then it was off to the yearly Fayre held at the yoga studio where I did my training. Another car feed on the way there, and an hour and a half talking to everyone that I had not seen in ages. Absolutely delightful, but also very tiring.
Before we left, Guppy requested chocolate cake and although my normal response would have been no, I told Sparky that I don't even think it would make much of a difference anymore.
Eventually we trotted off to our abode, with sugared up bodies and multiple events all completed by lunch time.
Since the arrival of Peanut, I have instituted a movie night for myself and Guppy, just to spend some time being together and chatting about things in between, so on the way in we stopped and rented some classics - The NeverEnding Story and 101 Dalmations.
Surely our day slowed down and rolled towards its end. We watched the movies, and despite it being late, I gave Guppy a mani/pedi before she went to bed without taking a bath.
Both the kids are asleep now and Sparky has gone over to a friend's house as boys are want to do when they have spent the whole day in chattering sugar laden ladies' company. As I sink into my pillow it dawns on me that I am utterly content. We ate horribly today, Guppy went to bed 2 hours later than usual (a fact that I will only feel the aftermath of tomorrow... maybe), I am dead tired and my mouth feels like a bomb has been dropped in it, but I am content.
I am happy with the way the day ended
I am glad that I was able to just travel along lightly without getting caught in the chaos
I am grateful for the time Guppy and I were able to spend together, both in quality and quantity
I am amazed at how present I was able to be and how much it affected the end to this
I am blessed with a wonderful husband that travelled along so helpfully
Tomorrow we will eat a little better and do a little less, but sometimes a day is perfect not because everything was done the preferred way, but because it can be enjoyed in the midst of all the chaos by letting go and being present.