Rocket ship

We turned the sofa into a rocket and set off to the moon (and the park and the shops and somewhere else a bit lost) with cushions and a turtle and very important letters and a fuel pipe (aka a balloon). Rocket design by mummy imagination by Matthew.

We were waiting for parcels this morning but did manage to go out to refill the bird feeder and watch the big council lawnmower cutting the green. And had to dash back for the delivery van when we saw it come round the corner

Spent the afternoon mostly building flat pack and sneaking in an 'I not sleepy' nap by going upstairs mid-feed despite protests and just dropping off in mummy's bed - I may not have got much done but had a nice sleepy cuddle.

And took his bike out for a spin round the block after tea and found our first new conkers of the year and helicopter seeds and kittens living nearby (four of them from friendly half - grown cat sized down to so small and timid I'm a bit surprised it was allowed out).

A nice day but will be glad to go out further tomorrow.