Spoilt

For the first time in many months we have had a full weekend at home.  Bliss.

In celebration of our wedding anniversay on Friday, and after weeks of discussion and preparation, the children treated us to a three course meal Saturday night, preparing and serving everything themselves.

With entree served on the verandah, we enjoyed coriander-infused meatballs served on a spear of rosemary.

Of course, they were cooked when we enjoyed them.

We were moved inside for main course, where lamb racks

encrusted with a crumb of bread, parsley and rosemary were served with

asparagus rolled in

mozzarella and prosciutto and honeyed carrots with a light sprinkling of sesame seeds.

With Jessie operating as Head Chef,

and Sarah general gopher, offsider to Jess and creator of atmosphere via the wonders of her ipod,

Wallace and Sally were exceptional wait-staff

with Wallace only bumping one glass of wine into his mother's lap.

The grand finale,

as appearing on the cover of the current Family Circle magazine

was simply amazing.

Fully prepared by Sarah, this one will definitely be returning for Christmas.

I went to bed that night feeling very spoilt.  Spoilt by the richness of my life, spoilt to have four healthy children who can not only chop wood, open gates and work cattle, but who can also cook.  I can see myself becoming redundant in the not too distant future.