Perfection

A moment in time. 

The half-stripped wallpaper, the pre-chewed apples, the paintings. 

A spluttering child meant we skipped the swimming etc, and in fact I'm just realising that by 6 I've only been outside enough to fill the bird saucer.  The spluttering doesn't seem so bad now, but we've achieved a lot as a result - painting, wallpaper stripping, walnut biscuits and what could end up being a delicious lamb stew.   Also: more of the apples eaten. 

Luckily, we're out of milk, so I'll get some air at least.