inlaws been and gone, DH now out with DS1 collecting a child for the birthday, plus the birthday cake that COMPLETELY slipped my mind as regards to needing one.
birthday is going well. DS1 seems as oblivious to it all as only 9yr old boys CAN BE, and is thrilled with his pressies.
oh, and my son can strip and make a bed it seems. we bought him a Chelsea FC duvet cover and he wanted it on straight away. I asked him to wait while doing various things and he decided to do it himself. he is soooooooo proud of himself.
DD1 is still feeling crappy, now in the bath tho as she is full of sand. she is sipping flat coke to bring up her sugar levels, and altho the thought of food is making her cringe, she has more colour in her face finally.
she is sooooo very very very sorry. she keeps hugging me when she is able to, and saying sorry, that she loves me, and she feels so bad about what happened, altho she cannot remember much.
I rang the lady who found her, and said a huge thankyou. the lady in question was thankful it all turned out ok, and said that when they found her she really was in a state, and they felt they could not just walk past and leave her as it was clear she was a young teen (she might facially look old enough, but body-wise she certainly looks younger than she is). they could not get much sense out of her bar DH's phone number that we have drummed into all of them for a long time (for just such a 'just-in-case' scenerio. not that I ever imagine it would really happen.
anyway, alls well that ends well. she is safe at home with us, nothing more damaged other than her pride and head (ie, hang-over head) and sore tummy from the vomiting. oh, and the fact that she has upset us with it all!
another badge in my parenting belt