Five years...

So it was our fifth wedding anniversary a couple of weeks back.

Deepti and Naina and Sarva had spent 10 days in Perth and I was on a work trip in Philippines. We got back on the Wednesday evening (my flight arrived 15 minutes before Deepti and the kids). The kids were as usual, excited, shy, un-sleepy and rowdy.

All seemed to be going well. Five years is a big number. Five years of anything, five years in the same job, five years in a house, five year old birthday. Plans were made. Temple at 8am. Check. Lunch at the beach, check. Dinner at White Lotus Malaysian Vegetarin. Check. Fifth anniversary wedding gift for wifey, check.

Saturday approaches. Thursday night, Sarva starts vomiting. Every time anything goes in, something comes out. The unusual wrong way. 24 hour bug, surely. Friday night, Naina wakes up, goes to the bathroom, vomits. Sarva, curious child he is, wakes up, follows and walks through said vomit. Finally, Saturday afternoon (said 5th wedding anniversary), I start feeling sick. Crawled into bed at 6pm, cursing the boy for ruining 5th wedding anniversary and manage to sleep until 10pm, before... well.. you can tell what happened next.

Glad to say we all recovered on the 29th of Jan. Yep, the day after.

We did get to White Lotus. An enjoyable fifth wedding anniversary dinner was had. One week late.

Five years....