This week went by so quickly. There was a poorly boy, a lot of broken sleep and early nights, never quite catching up. Appointments cancelled, commitments negotiated.
There was rain and cold, and glorious sunshine and – cold.
An emergency pair of new gloves purchased for little red fingers, after only left gloves were to be found in the basket downstairs.
We made it to Saturday, grateful for the weekend and a pyjama day for the little people.
A morning of pottering about, a bit of decluttering, and baking cake (I sense a new tradition emerging. Saturday cakes – that sounds good to me!). A Sunday with nothing planned but nourishment, food and stories, and a week of school holidays ahead.