Sister, Bone Doctor and Little Jo are staying the night. Sister saw her team defeated at the footyball today. R and Little Jo picked up Bone Doctor from Sandringham where she had run to from here, 18 km plus, in marathon training. They had coffee and bought some berries from a specialist berry shop, and nice they are. Some of the berries decorated Sister's birthday cake. Sis and Bone Doctor then went off to the rugby. Victor will be proud of me. So Bone Doctor, Rabbitohs is the old South Sydney that was owned by Russell Crowe? It became more complicated and frankly went above my head when I asked how do you own a rugby team.
We can't watch our ABC on Saturday night when Little Jo is around. Parental guidance recommended, at the least. So we watched the repeat of the Olympic opening ceremony. It was quite good. Maybe doing things on a tight budget is not a bad idea.
8:30 to Little Jo playing on our desktop, Must be getting close to bedtime.
9:00 C'mon Little Jo. Nearly time for bed. Clean your teeth and put your pyjamas on.
9:30 Little Jo, it is time to go to bed. We will get into trouble if you are still up when your mums get home.
10.00 Sister and Bone Doctor arrive home and the ever so clever Little Jo jumped off the computer to rush and and embrace her mothers and told them she had missed them, thereby not being criticised for staying up so late. Thus we also were not criticised for allowing Little Jo to stay up so late.
Bone Doctor is catching the 7:50 to Geelong at Spencer Street in the morning and Sister and Little Jo are driving on to spend some non quality time with Mother for Sister's birthday. Little Jo has plans of showing her Nanny the game lemonade roulette. Six cans of soft drink, shake one up, rotate and mix them and then each person opens them at random. Mother has often been hosed and wetted. What fun.
Ok, I'm for bed.