So sad …
… this historic building which houses Xanthe’s dance studio for ballet, caught fire over the weekend. It’s 130 years old. Above the main entrance is the year 1879 - now they think it was arson.
PS: We were at a car wash place across the road, bathing our noodly doodly Labradoodle, who stunk (real bad). It was kinda a novelty washing the dog at the car wash (in the dog wash machine of course) … but I wouldn’t recommend it. He still stunk after. It was such an offense to our nostrils, that when we came home Aaron bathed him again, lol.
Easter Friday
Gotta love those tea-towels masking taped onto the kids heads for their school Easter Liturgy yesterday - lol. I know it’s not every-one’s cuppa tea sending their kiddies off to a Catholic school, but Xanthe has been totally enthralled with the Easter celebrations this week, coming home with lots of interesting questions and comments.
I have to admit, I still struggle with the idea of school myself. You know, the whole sending my child off to an institution everyday, to hang out with kids who’ve spent the last five years in daycare, who now spend their afternoon’s in an after school care programme. But that aside, Xanthe’s is very settled and enjoying school. As a mum, it’s hard to let go. I’ve largely spent the last five years as a stay at home mum, never realising it had a use by date that expired within five years.
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Happy Easter everyone.
Hope you are enjoying time off with family and friends.