With a decided lack of interest and skill in cooking, it is always good to pick up a few tips. On Monday we had dinner with Mike and Lauren, and Lauren stuffed giant mushrooms with chili mince. Good one! They have been leading Live the Life for about five months now, and they are doing an outstanding job.
Sometimes, the conscientious side of me has to be beaten down to let the kids have a bit of fun in their childhoods. Brigitte came by with her three, and the older ones ran around spraying each other and getting thoroughly wet and muddy. I initially said just 10 minutes, but half an hour later, they were still at it.. oh, well.
There's something about pre-schoolers that makes it impossible for them to sit still for more than 10 seconds. Or maybe it's just the hidden preservatives that's doing it, but mine can't manage it. We had tea with Dani on Thursday, and I sent them outside to run in the chilly air just to keep their house in a reasonable state.
Lynda turned 40 on Saturday and she had a party at the Springs' house. I always enjoy these get togethers where there is a bunch of all kinds of people mixing it up. Helen had bought a scrap book and we all stuck in photos and said a word or two. I'm sure it's something she'll hang on to along with the family heirlooms. Helen's a good friend.
Dirk preached for the second time on Sunday evening. He has been a bit sick, and as Sunday progressed, his voice went from bad to worse. He managed to preach up a fiery storm with a bit of a croak, but by the time he went to bed that night, he was down to whispers.
I've been having a debate with Daniel which flares up every now and again around Father Christmas. He insists that he's real, even though I tell him that it's just a story. I guess we'll leave it at that for now.