Guess who got a drivers license ...

See those eyes ...

... completely unretouched!  Most gorgeous eyes ever.

There's a strong little personality shining through there too.  Louisa offended Savannah by talking to Kathleen instead of to Savannah and it took a while for Savannah to forgive.

Thomas is completely enamoured as I always knew he would be - maybe even more so since Savannah is a clone of her mother!  I don't see any of Tom in her - certainly not the sleeping!  Savannah sleeps through almost every night.  Thomas slept through for the first time when he was 5 years old.  I remember it vividly!

It's inconvenient.

Louisa phoned me after seminary to say that she had forgotten her sports socks - and had sport first thing - and yes she had an idea to solve that problem - she would go to Woolworths and buy a new pair.  But Peet wouldn't go with her and could I talk to him.

So I spoke to Peet, who said:  Well it's inconvenient.

In the background, Louisa's voice, which is droll at the best of times, came through loud and clear:  Well how inconvenient would it be if I bought hot chocolate?

Peet:  OK I'll go.

And that was that - it's good to be a girl with a job!

Appendix

In my defence - Peet has an on/off switch for pain.  He is either completely fine and has no need to stop doing anything - or  - he is is the worst pain ever known to humankind!

And that is why, when he came home from school on Monday with stomach pains and lots of groaning and carrying on I put him to bed and ignored him.

Turns out he had appendicitis - and it wasn't the first time either.  Actually I knew he'd had it before - when he was 12.  But since then I pretty much assumed it had gone away.

He was still not completely better on Tuesday so I took him to the doctor - by this stage I was pretty sure it was appendicitis.  The doctor sent us to the emergency room which began a long and very funny day.

Truly - should you ever write a novel and be in need of an insight into the nitty gritty of life - an afternoon in emergency will do the trick.  Luckily we had a bright young doctor who had had his appendix removed three weeks earlier.

Once we had a diagnosis, I had Peet transfered to the private hospital for the actual operation.  And that's where we met Tim.  It was a coincidence, but a good one. After I had to leave Tim stayed with Peet till he was actually asleep.

And an hour and half later he was back to me, appendix free - and in the worst pain known to humankind again!  Not knowing about the on/off switch, the nurses hurried around and gave him a morphine shot and worried a bit.

His surgeon said it was considerably worse than expected based on Peet's behaviour - I'm not kidding - it's an on/off switch!  He also said Peet had had appendicitis many times before.

Later I said to Peet: Sorry about all those times when you said you were in pain and wouldn't go to school and I made you go anyway - maybe you had appendicitis!

Peet:  Well .... maybe.

He came home the same day as the operation, slept on the top bunk that night and was back to normal life in less than a week, with three tiny marks on his tummy.  I remember Barrie marvelling at what surgeons could do when Roger had his appendix removed twenty years ago - the scar was only a couple of inches long and he only needed 6 weeks off work. 

 It's a good time to be alive and get appendicitis.