Tuesday, 20 September 2011


I've said it before and I'll say it again, I do love Mondays. Well actually, it's a weird kind of love. I am home, which is great, but the smalls are at preschool and school, which is a bit of a drag. Most people would be slapping me in the face and saying: "Get outta here" - but Mondays feel kind of lonely. I know. I'm a weirdo. I should rejoice in the solo Monday, and I do, but it does feel lonely flying solo without my wingbabies.

I love doing the pick up. I try and pick Tiny up early so we don't have to rush. This Monday I parked the car in a different spot - and we got to climb the bridge over the train tracks. Tiny marvelling at the sparkles in the cement steps. Simple joys. There is absolutely something in that.


Fsn said...

Is that a tu-tu over jeans? Wish I had the guts to wear stuff like that!

small catalogue said...

I dig three. I totally dig it.

Megan Blandford said...

I love that about kids - they see the joy in everything. Even concrete.