yellow door

Our yellow door is yellow once more! That’s my first grateful.

A lovely walk up to the peace bench with little Zeke. I notice how little he is when we don’t have Isaac as a comparator. Great chat and great play from Zekey pie. My second grateful.

And Isaac refused to nap today so I thought I’d left Antony with a problematic evening - but actually the potential for domestic toddler terrorism was abated when he fell asleep in the chair. A third reason to be grateful!

I’m also grateful for the crazy hilarity the internet occasionally throws up, an apricot pastry as a very indulgent Friday breakfast and Eve creating a drawing game for us to play.