Garden Magic

Poor little D has yet another cold, wee soul. He was up most of the night coughing and spluttering so we were all pretty shattered today.

We went to playgroup and the kids perked up while I found a little corner to hide in with a cup of tea for comfort. There were lots of other mothers looking equally tired so I was in good company.

The sun was well and truly shining when we left so, while D slept for a few hours, Miss A and I took to the garden. She informed me that she had 3 babies in her tummy - Bella, Eva and Muir. Then as if by magic, the imaginary babies were in the garden with us, being fed a delicious spread of mud, sand and water - with added stones and eggy bread. Mummy A very carefully put their meals into little pots and cups [here] and spent a long time talking to them about how she loved them 'to the back of the moon'.

Ah, to be 2 again...