::sneaking out for a swim today whilst the wee beasties were visiting grandparents
::making bread from the recipe by Richard Bertinet in his book “Dough”. Seriously. Go buy it now! It’s amazing.
::It’s sunny. In Lancashire. Crazy but true.
::We start work on the garden this weekend. The landscaping chappie comes in 6 weeks.
::The Boy shouting “Mama, Dada” at the top of his not inconsiderable voice.
::Button climbing on my lap just before bed just to tell me “I love you, Mummy”.
::Button telling me I have pretty hair. Aaaaah, the innocence of children.
:: Mr S giving me a Sunday lie-in until 10am. Bliss.
::Escaping for supper on Saturday to celebrate Himmelbjerget’s birthday and eating the most amazing food in the most wonderful company.
::Coffee and cake and sand pits and climbing frames at Lara Croft/Indiana Jones’ on Sunday. Button learned to climb. I never want her to lose the feeling of absolute joy in her achievements that she felt.
::The socks for Mr S are so nearly finished I can taste it!
::Button deciding a new brother is the perfect segue into the terrible twos. Who knew she’d be so good at it?
::The Boy deciding that 5.45am is the perfect time to get up. Every day. Bleugh!
::I’m too tired and too busy to sew. Since my last post all I’ve managed to do is buy lining fabric (we’ll not mention the jersey I also bought for a top. Sssssssh!), wash and press the fabric, and draft a pattern for an a-line skirt. Good grief.
::Still not studying. Supposedly I’m working on an assignment tonight, but here I am, chatting to you. Ooops!
::Hmmmmm. Nothing to tell. What can I say…as they say in the movies “Life is Beautiful“