Now he's playing in garden and Duncan has taken a break from drawing and writing (his main activities these days) to play the Home on the Range DVD on their computer. I've just done my traditional Saturday mega-clean of the kitchen while listening to the erudite and eloquent Mark Kermode film review show.
It was our wedding anniversary yesterday. 11 years of wedded bliss...
I'd rhapsodise the fella but he wouldn't like that so I'll just say that I'm very glad we met all those years ago when I was but a wee cuddy fresh from the Tyrone countryside...sort of.
Anyway, he came home from work a bit early and we took the children to the Transport Museum. Not surprisingly, we have annual membership for this place. This time we went to the Flight experience bit and all had a go in the flight simulator. I was a bit concerned about how Duncan would enjoy it, especially as he has a fear of going on an aeroplane. This didn't look anything like a plane of course, and I told him it was like a computer game. We got in and saw the big screen. I told him we'd see a film all about aeroplanes and flying and the seats would move and shake a little. He was a bit uncertain but didn't ask to leave or seem frightened so we gave the lady operating it the nod to close the door. We all enjoyed the experience and will probably have to go every visit now.
We called in at the supermarket for a bit afterwards for a few things. As we were waiting to pay, Duncan started to sing the opening bit from Gwen Stefani's Sweet Escape 'woo-hoo, yee-hoo!' We were a bit concerned that he was too loud but he was happy so we relaxed and let him be. We'd had a nice day despite a few episodes of the usual squabbles and tantrums and a curly haired boy running around like a rocket. That's not what I remember though.
My mother-in-law came over at night to babysit and Gordon and me headed into Belfast. We had a lovely meal, and a really grand night out.
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