It's what He would have wanted

for Easter Breakfast.

For a very brief period this morning, three children and a husband were at mass. Remaining baby was asleep. Lunch was roasting. The sun was shining and this was my breakfast.

Then it all went to pot when the baby woke up and everyone else came home. There was an Easter Egg Hunt (not the easiest thing for children with slight speech impediments to say) involving eggs and Lego mini-figures. Somehow in my random grabbing of 3 packets of lego figures out of the box I picked three the same and not only that but they were girls. Then there was much ironing and labelling of school uniform, shoes and swimming kit while Mary Poppins was on.