Let the Children's Laughter... Remind us how

What a roller coaster of emotion this weekend.  

Tonight, as I drove home from Sainsbury with a set of pillows in the back of the car (we ran out of pillows for two extra heads in the house); I gret.  

The emotion generated by the release of a secret, the arrival of my Boy, and the reunion of my Boy and my Tooli, and the joy of himself at having both of his babies together again just overflowed out of my eyelids. 

My heart is full, the house is full, there are Christmas pressies everywhere, the decorations will be up tomorrow, my three most loved are heading to the cinema, and I'm heading into work for some normality and calm. 

We met up with Boy's Gal, and had lunch, opened Christmas Presents, ate lunch, and now she is enroute to catch up with her mum in Africa. 

So tonight was Sunday Dinner.  Grand, grand time.  Tooli likes nothing better than a roast dinner with yorkie duffs, and a puddle of gravy.  Her Dada did her proud tonight :-) 

Lots of chat, lots of giggles, 

It's almost like neither of them have ever been away.