My girls are not angels. Far from it.
See that mark near Neha's eyebrow? Yes, that one. Nidhi threw water gun at her when we were at the pool last Saturday. What really happened? I have no idea. Nidhi got an earful though. We are just relieved the water gun didn't hit the eye and it needed no stitches. Angels? Definitely not.
And Neha, more often than not, will be the person who makes her cry. She's the teaser, the annoy-er, the irritater, the provoker. Heh. Angels? Definitely not.
But all I wanna do, is to give them wings.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly - Richard Bach.
Martha Stewart Punches.
Lots of Homefront. Get yours while you still can.
I'm supposed to be in Phuket by now, but some passports expiry dates were overlooked and here we are. (told you my life is not all smiles) Mr Husband managed to get the extension, and we're getting on a later flight today. I didn't freak out when we were refused check-in this morning and I am so damn proud of myself. Sad, yes, but no freak-outs. Yay me!
We came back home, I napped while Mr.Husband took the kids to the Immigration Office. He settled everything, we went out for lunch and a movie - Killers ~ Ashton Kutcher *Yum*, and had a good laugh. :)
Now we're home again, waiting for time to leave for the airport and I really hope we'll make it to our hotel in Phuket by bedtime. :)) I'm so looking forward to some lazy lazy days, well, except the morning of Sunday the 13th - beloved Mr Husband is running Laguna Phuket Marathon!
Wish us luck!