Tea, toast & tv

Got home with the youngest already fast asleep in the back of the car.  I would say of the 10 minute journey to get home, 7 minutes were spent crying with utter tiredness (him, not me, but almost), 1 was spent fighting sleep and by the last 2 he was out for the count.   (The crying didn't help my day 3 of headache). 

The eldest and I had a delightful hour or so when we got in - tea, toast, a bit of tv and plenty of cuddles on the sofa.  If anything can be a tonic after work, this must be up there on the list.  Blissful bath time, pulling faces at each other and trying not to laugh, then bedtime stories with Daddy.  I don't think bedtimes can get better than that.