Apologies for not writing a post yesterday - the last 2 days at school have somehow depleted all of my energy. But the weekend is nearly upon us and we are going to see Coldplay on Saturday..yay..but we will be in Wembley Stadium at the back..so the chance of my beloved Chris actually hearing me shout about my total love for him is zilch. Well at least I will be breathing the same air as him for a couple of hours anyway! But enough about Chris and more about lists and today it's my sweet family's turn.
Tom
- I adore his sense of humour and our connection through it.
- I love his Goble sweet snub nose.
- I love the memory of the very first time I really 'saw' him. It was 2am and he was 14 hours old. The midwife was helping me breast feed and lifted him up out of his crib. I looked at his face and saw Anthony. It took my breath away.
- I love his gentleness but I understand that might not sound very cool!
- And in the same breath I love his strength which sounds a bit more manly.
- I'm still smiling at the conversation we had on Tuesday. I was driving home from school at 5.15 (stayed for Art Club) when my mobile went off (T's ring tone is Sick Puppies 'What are you looking for?' incidentally.) I pulled over to speak as we had only had a couple of brief texts since leaving him at Uni on Sat and I had been fretting like only a mother can. Said hello but then the signal wasn't good so I asked him where he was...he said "On top of a cliff...." WHAT???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! was my reply. Not what I wanted to hear. He wasn't there for any sinister reason thank goodness, just out with his friends. He is doing OK and has even found a part time job.
- I love the way his sisters fuss around him trying to give him fashion tips which he never takes any notice of.
- I love the fact he thought of me on Monday when he heard a busker in the street singing 'Coldplay's Warning Sign' (which is one of my favourites.)
- I love his relationship with Robin, my step-father's, father. They go and watch the local football team together and really enjoy each other's company. A few years ago Tom would have been too embarrassed to be seen out with anyone who wasn't his friend or over the age of 17!
- He answers to all of his crazy nicknames that have evolved over the years but he will kill me if I tell you them.
Lucy
{the photo is of Lucy (left) with 2 of her closest friends taken late August when they arrived with a surprise birthday cake they had spent the whole day making. I think this was the 2 attempt! I don't know who was more thrilled, Anth and I, or Lucy herself. I promised the girls I would put the photo on the blog. They certainly are beauties.}
- I love her cleverness and her drive which puzzles me everyday as to where she got it.
- She is kind, gentle and thoughtful to others.
- I love watching TV with her and that includes all the rubbishy reality shows. We laugh at Anth who complains in his NZ accent that.."ahh you two just dominate the TV..."
- She talks to our cats (like her mother and uncle) in stupid high pitch way, calling Alfie her 'ginger darling'. This back-fired a few months back when we had a red haired man in fixing our oven. She came down the stairs not realising anyone was there and saw Alfie - very loudly she said in the highest, most craziest voice (sort of manic baby talk!) .."HELLO MY GINGER DARLIN'..OOH YES.." She then turned the corner and saw the red haired young man who just looked at her in a stunned silence. Perhaps that's why they won't come back and fix our oven again..
- She organises me.
- She's braver than me.
- She is ever-so-slowly coming around to liking the whole vintage scene, though this is more to do with clothes than home furnishings. Her room is a total tip!
- I'm so loving the growing closeness of her and her sister.
- She will cook for me and I don't really need to plead that much.
- She, too, will answer to her nickname, eg Doodle.
Alice
- I'm constantly surprised about how much Alice is like me. That in itself worries me but she is much more self-assured than I was and worries less. She is like her father there. Phew..but it's spooky though!
- She sticks up for the underdog and is quite bossy (mm..like her mother again there, but I am only bossy with my family - she is bossy on the school bus!)
- I just adore watching her trying to emulate her older sister by doing and liking the same things.
- She, too, is kind and thoughtful and is excellent at tidying up very quickly. Later you then realise that everything has been shoved under the sofa...
- She's charming.
- She has her father wrapped around her little finger (well all the Goble girls do)
- She taught herself the piano.
- I love the fact she just enjoys life - the little things and big things.
- She laughs easily.
- She, also answers to a number of crazy nicknames mainly Tiny (Tyn for short).
Anthony
- Oh, I just love this man.
- I love the fact that he wears hearing aids in both ears (he has worn hearing aids since childhood) and now he has to wear reading glasses. He still is super hot in either.
- He cheerfully puts up with my obsessions and gets quite offended on my behalf if people walk into our home and think it's OK to make derogatory comments about it without even being asked for their opinion!
- He is my rock and rocks my world.
- He can go for weeks without buying anything.
- He is honest, true and conscientious.
- He does the breakfast shift.
- He is an excellent kisser.
- He puts his family above all else..well, after God that is.
- He also answers to my crazy nicknames.
In case you think that my family is in danger of being too damn perfect, let me also mention that I could rustle up 10 things that drive me crazy about them in no time.. but I like to dwell on the good and I certainly count my blessings.......
