Football's coming home

in economy class seats. And I think they'll be avoiding an open-top bus parade for fear of eggs....

Tiff got footballs strips for all three boys a couple of weeks back, as this Sunday was football-strip sunday at our church. I'll try and get a photo of them up, because they do all look awfully cute, albeit a bit sweaty (for that sort of money, I would have expected cotton, not polyester!). I got a packet of chocolate buttons in church for knowing why the song we did "Jabulani Africa" was doubly appropriate. Tiff says he knew, but I'm not convinced.

All my boys went back to church at 3pm to watch the game and I went to the gym. I have been a member of a local gym for about 3 years now, although from Oct-Apr I was on a maternity break and from Apr-now I was on a laziness break. So, today, I went and swam in the pool for about 20 minutes and it felt great to be moving without a pram or a sling or a small person to consider. I did feel a mild pang while I was swimming - last time was in the pool was two days before Dan was born and it was weird being there without a bump. (Well, I have a bump, but it's podge, not baby!)

I went onto church and met the boys and watched the second half. Jack seemed only mildly disappointed, Luke says he was supporting Germany anyway and Dan just wanted to chew someone's shoulder. He'll be nine months old on Thursday and has been on the outside for longer than he was on the inside.