Was it the fact that I had the easiest Birthday party ever with the 3 of them? Only opening a drink now and again and for the rest they played and played.
Was it Little Man C taking the hand of a crying boy on Saturday to console him and play with him and making a new friend all on his own?
Was it the great evening we had "camping" downstairs and sleeping in front of the TV on Saturday night?
Was it Little Man L joining the kids in the front of the church with so much confidence? Singing along on top of his voice with praise and worship?
Was it a little girl spotting shoes in Pick 'n Pay and saying with a very authoritive voice - "Mamma, dis net my styl" (Mommy, It's just my style?) With luck they cost a mere R29,99 and made her very very happy.
Was it the realization on Sunday that I only need to buy night nappies for one kids - we are done with the rest?
Nope, it was the cry free hair cut and hair wash episode last night. For the amount of trauma this has brought through the years I almost can not believe we have reached this milestone. Sjoe, that is a biggy!