ANZAC Day occurs on 25 April in New Zealand – it commemorates all New Zealanders killed in war and also honours returned servicemen and women. The date itself marks the anniversary of the landing of New Zealand and Australian soldiers – the Anzacs – on the Gallipoli Peninsula in 1915.
It is a public holiday and with our young girls we didn’t get up for a dawn ceremony, but we made the traditional ANZAC biscuits and thought of our ancestors who lived through the war years, with my dear Grandfather very much in my thoughts (I wrote a ‘Forget Me Not’ post remembering him here).
It felt more like a Sunday morning than a Wednesday. We all woke with a relaxed feeling of not having to rush anywhere.
Charlotte found all my old earrings and put them on a display stand she’d decided to give me – which then prompted me to take the time to finally clean the layers of dust and grime from around my room. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to wear earrings safely (without Alice reaching out to give my ear a hard tug!) and it was nice to remember that I can enjoy a little frivolity again!
After a late breakfast, and the girls entertaining us with SingStar Disney, I took Alice and Sophie to the Zoo. Charlotte stayed with Dan (who kindly put the vacuum round upstairs) and later delivered leaflets with him for our garage sale on Sunday.
Sophie (mostly Sophie) and Alice talked me into getting them a $3 lucky dip on the way in – and it turned out to be well spent, as they played with their BIG bugs all morning…
We met up with Dan and Charlotte for lunch at the Chocolate Fish before rushing home to mow the lawn and enjoy an afternoon in the company of friends.
It was a very chilled afternoon. We barely saw the children (except for Alice, keeping us entertained). Charlotte and her friend hid away to play Dragonology, whilst Sophie and her friend made up plays and scenes with erasers for most of the afternoon!
We finished up with a few rounds of ‘The Final Countdown’ before winding the children down for bed. Early night all round was much needed!
Back to school for Charlotte in the morning.
… and if you were wondering what the pen scribbles on Alice’s face are all about (in the photograph above) – they are self drawn cat whiskers (she’s been asking me to draw on whiskers every morning for several days – this morning she got tired of waiting and took action, hee, hee!).