For his birthday (in August 2005), I promised Dad a picnic lunch. Finally done. We (all minus Deborah, who was still sleeping after a graveyard shift) visited them at their new Plenty home and ate cheese, smoked trout, chicken caesar salad and chocolate slice.
After leaving, we stopped at a park near Fairfield, giving the kids a chance to play and me a chance to sleep off a headache.
The Producers at Moonlight Cinema. Quite good, but a bit distracting with squirming kids. At least they were reasonably quiet. Josh spent over half an hour going back and forth between Theresa and me giving us kisses. Another half hour drinking Moutain Dew, playing with the lid and saying "mine" with a frown when Jess wanted some. Then he progressed to running around the picnic rug and sometimes trying to escape our reach. Eventually, he settled and fell asleep on my arm. Less than a minute later, the credits rolled...
Moonlight Cinema is nice, but not good on the back. I'm noticing that I'm leaning again, but to the other side this time. Just when I was planning to ditch chiropractic. Methinks it's time to find a way of strengthening my back and posture to avoid this gradual decline. Maybe pilates is worth a look.