Sundays are the best

We've been for a lovely walk through the forest at the botttom of our garden, down to the river. It's a decent walk and the weather is beautiful. On the way home, we popped into the play park for ten minutes. I managed to catch Daddy having fun with Jennifer.

The girls are tired out and Corrin is napping on the settee. Jennifer is catching up on her favourite tv program. Daddy is downstairs in the cellar playing his new rock band game and Mummy is on blipfoto. The chicken is roasting nicely and the stuffing smells great. I love Sundays.