

On Saturday night I wasn't up to cooking dinner (in fact I have avoided cooked since Dane was born 3 weeks ago) Todd made a little fire pit on our back deck and cooked ham, cheese and tomato toasted sandwiches in the fire. They were delicious, and we felt like we were camping without all the hassle. Afterwards Sarah was cuddling on my lap and we were looking at the stars (Sarah rarely cuddles for more than a few seconds, so it was a lovely moment) and then out of the blue she said "love you". I was so touched that she would think to say that all on her own.
Sorry I haven't posted in a while, but as you would appreciate, its hard to find the time. Some evenings I have been going to bed at 8:30pm, which is definately not like me. But I'm doing great. Todd is taking a couple of days off a week to help out at home and I have wonderful family and friends that have made meals and babysat Sarah. I'm easing back into Relief Society stuff, and I ventured out with Dane and Sarah on my own for the first time today. It didn't go too badly. Dane loved being tucked away in the sling, and Sarah was happy enough in the pram as long as she had some chips to eat. Dane only pooed up his back once - so its been a great day.