Why do I find spending money on myself so hard.  It's not something I regularly do but when I do, I feel terribly guilty.  I'm not well lol  I buy Clinique skin care.  Love it.  Introduced to me by my dear Wenchy.  Every now and again it's Bonus time.  Which basically means you get a load of free stuff when you purchase two items.  Love it.  Love gifts!  (I can be all girl some times)   Today I went to spend well-earned money on bonus time Clinique.  I don't know if it truly makes a difference but it sure makes me feel all gorgeous.  So I'll buy it just for that    I will also be getting a facial and make-up session in August.  Haven't had one since my wedding!

I never used to use skin care products.  Up till about 2 years ago, when Tommie came home and told me about the wife of one of his friends.  He couldn't get over how old she looked.  All wrinkled up.  No my husband never notices stuff like that.  I decided there and then that I needed to take care of my skin.  Couldn't want my hubby thinking I look old!  Hopefully I have inherited my moms skin genes.  Even at 56 she looks awesome.

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We had someone come give us a quote on an alarm system tonight.  They will install it either Thursday or Friday.  I can't wait.  It can't happen soon enough.  They say the kids won't trip the alarm when they walk to our room at night.  Well, that remains to be seen!  Sure as heck will be a wake-up call if they do.  Nah..I'll just test it before the time. I want to know exactly where it picks up and where not.  Don't want there to be any gaps for any kind criminal to enter my home.  

Are we as parents always too strict on our first born children?

My mom and I had a bit of a fall-out this afternoon (okay, more a screaming match) when I disciplined Quintus for interrupting conversation but not Jason.  Although this is not about proving a point (I was right lol) I'll explain what happened.

My brother and Maggie was here to show off their brand new car (congrats guys!) when Quintus interrupted.  I asked him not to.  Then Jason interrupted.  I asked him not to.  When Quintus interrupted yet again, I disciplined him and sent him to the bathroom (time out in our home).  As he walked away my told me that I was wrong.  That I should discipline Jason as well.  I felt that Jason listened after I told him not to interrupt the first time.  My mom disagreed and hence the word fight.  The fact that she told me how to discipline my kids IN FRONT OF  my kids just made me more upset.

Okay now I have gone WAY of track.  Do we discipline our first born kids more?  Probably?  Although I try my utmost not to.  I try to discipline them according to their ages. Which would mean that I would expect more of Quintus at his age.  I don't discipline my kids much.  (I suppose that depends on who you ask hey?) but some people feel I discipline Quintus more than Jason.  Would be nice to have an INDEPENDENT outsider share their views on that.

Anyway on that note - here's my folks and THEIR first-born son.  Who apparently was discipline more than the others. This from very reliable sources.

Today was probably the nicest visit we have ever had with my in-laws.  If it could be like that every time I will visit there SO much more.  It was great.  I actually didn't want to leave when Tommie said we should go home.  (who knew?)

For the first time ever we took a family photo of the enitre De Bruyn family.

BACK:  Tommie's brother-in-law; Jason; my father-in-law; Zander; Quintus, my mother-in-law

FRONT:  Tommie; me; Ockert (nephew); Rentia (Tommie's sister)

Then just a photo showing of Zander's beautiful eyes.

Last night after coming home from work, we went for a walk.  It's such a great way for all of us to de-stress.  We love it.  We walked around the track at the school close to us, while the boys played rugby.

As we were walking, Tommie's phone rang.  It was his golfing partner who wanted to know if they were playing on Saturday.  He said he would phone back after talking to me.  He wanted to go and I told him I would be disappointed if he did.  After some discussing and sulking (lol) he decided that he would give up his golf this weekend.

This morning we went shopping (I'm expecting a call from my bank manager any second!).  Tomorrow we are going to my bestest of friends in Johannesburg.  It will be lovely to just relax there.  We are all doing a scrapbooking course which will be lots of fun.  Now if only I can find photos to take with.  I'm no good with keeping photos.  OR maybe I should get some of my folks old photos (from when they were still dating) and scrap that.  I'll see.

Now we are off to the in-laws.  Which us luck!

Today my sweet little baby boy is 6 months old.  I can't believe how time has gone by.

Sweetcheecks

You came into our lives just a mere 6 months ago.  You were tiny.  You seemed so frail.  I was so scared your brothers would hurt you, even though they just wanted to love you.

We came back to work way too soon.  Even though you spend your first three months in my office, with me all the time, it wasn't enough.  We should have been home, just staring into each others eyes. 

While my pregnancy with you seemed to go on forever, this first six months have flown by.  I looked at you in the bath last night and I couldn't believe you are so big already.  In my eyes, you should still be that newborn with the floppy head. 

You are not though.  You are sitting up.  You love your food.  You adore your brothers.  You have eyes just for me.  I love how you follow me around with your eyes when I'm in the room with you.  Not taking them off me for a second, until I come join you on the bed.

I will make up for our missed time together.  Mommy promises you that.  I love you.  Every fibre of you. 

You are very much loved little guy.