Tears and laughter ...

There were many tears in our household over the course of this past weekend, for a number of reasons.

The first lot came from S, who refused to listen when we told her repeatedly that running around the store we were in was a really bad idea. After she slipped and part of a metal clothes rack went completely through her earlobe and into the side of her neck, she suddenly realised the wisdom of walking. You'd never think a teeny little earlobe would produce that much blood !!!

The second cause of tears was due to the fact we had to say goodbye to our exchange student on Sunday morning. We were all very brave while we were actually seeing him off to the bus, but when we arrived home K disappeared and was found shortly thereafter lying on our student's unmade bed (the only time he didn't make his bed the whole time he was with us !!) crying. Of course that was enough to start S off as well, and even now, 36 hours later, K is prone to start looking weepy with very little provocation.

On the way to school this morning K was heard to say "I wish we didn't have to give him back". I know what he means, but it's funny all the same.

And after school, while wondering whereabouts the students' plane would be (they flew out of Auckland this morning) ...
S : They might be nearly home by now ...
K : Well it took them twelve hours to get here. But it'll take them longer to get home, because it's all uphill