After a rollercoaster of a week, I was really pleased to have Dexter back with me on Saturday afternoon. However, having to live on a tight budget these days, I wasn’t really in a position to go all out on treating him now he was back.
So, basically, we just chilled and did nothing on Saturday.
Bargain at half the price.
Actually, my BFF came round with her son and we chilled in the garden whilst the boys had stick battles. We drank tea, ate cake and put the world to rights. We laughed … a lot … and talked about when we’d feasibly be able to go out again together. (We decided it would be in about six month’s time!)
Sunday, however, Dexter and I went ALL out. I’m talking McDonalds for breakfast AND a boot fair!
OK, it doesn’t sound that exciting, but because we’d been apart for the longest time EVER, it was nice just chilling with each other wandering around buying the cheapest tat we possibly could! Dexter came out of it pretty well with two PS2 games, (bargain at £2 each,) and a jumper for £1.
Top Mum or what!
We then had to buy some glue stuff (not the greatest at DIY, has to be said,) to put back together a very poorly, broken sink .. and Dexter always ends up doing this …
See! We make our own entertainment!
You know what though? There is a huge part of me that wishes I could do more for him. I wish that I could afford to give him everything he wants. I wish I could buy him the latest toys advertised on the TV. The latest xBox game. Actually, I wish I could him an xBox.
But I can’t.
So I have to just do what I can for him, with what I have.
Which isn’t a lot.
We went to a nice park nearby after Homebase and stayed there for the next two hours. We shared a can of Tango and a portion of chips. We battled in the woods. I twisted him around and around on the swing so he went dizzy when he unraveled and he brought home yet another souvenir stick, (to add to the ever growing stick collection in the garden.)
We made lasagne together in the afternoon and ate it in the early evening. We spent two hours combing through his beautiful afronic hair but played I-Spy and laughed throughout – particularly at Dexter’s obscure suggestions.
Dexter: “I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with AM.”
Me: “Erm …”
Dexter: “Give up?”
Me: “Erm …”
Dexter: “Anger Management.”
I NEVER win I Spy.
All in all, my weekend kinda rocked.