How many days until the next holiday?
Tuesday, 4 January 2011 
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As I emerged from the underground tunnel this morning after 8am, I thought “geez, it’s still so dark… ”
Turns out it’s not the usual winter’s doom&gloom, but a partial solar eclipse. It’s too cloudy to actually see the sun, but the general colour of the sky is weirdly matte and grey.
It’s been a bit tough getting up early this week – I got so used to being able to sleep in every single day during my holidays (MAJOR brownie points for husband). Yesterday I had no time to dry my hair and spend the whole day in the office disguised as Medusa. Today I did dry and smooth is as much as possible, but as usual didn’t have time to put on make-up so spend the first hour here looking like “I’d drowned” – as a good friend of mine commented one morning when she saw me like that.
Tomorrow Oskar goes back to school and the reality will truly kick in – the boys HATE to be rushed in the morning and have been so fun and chill during the holidays. I’m not looking forward to tomorrow morning’s getting dressed negotiations with Oliver :| That kid is very attached to his pyjamas and half of the time we just end up pulling jeans and a sweater over them just to get him out of the house on time.
One of my aunts is visiting for the next two weeks, so the Ladies (her and my mom) will take the boys sightseeing today. One last day of fun before another round of packed lunches and uniforms and tennis lessons and swimming lessons and daily reading assignments.
Oi ma tean, millest sa räägid. Olime ka jõulupuhkusel ja minu muidu nii varajane poja isegi magas hommikuti pikemalt. Täna oli vaja pool tundi varem tööle minna kui muidu ja oi kui raske oli poissi äratada – kusjuures ma täitsa mõistan teda, ma ise läheks ka ilgelt närvi, kui keegi mind soojast voodist praktiliselt otse talvekombekasse pakib ja autosse surub… Laste hommikune kiirustamine on üks risky business, ma ütlen – ega see enamasti hästi ei lõpe – parimal juhul saad pisarad, aga suurema tõenäosusega põrandal maoli maas röökiva lapse, kes keeldub üldse midagi selga-jalga panemast. Ja esimesel tööpäeval peale puhkust teatas laps hommikul pisarsilmil, et ta tahaks hoopis emmega kodus pikutada:)