the price of peace

I made the mistake of strongly encouraging Eve to go to school this morning because I thought she was hamming up her cold. She absolutely wasn’t and looked absolutely broken by the end of the day. Oh the guilt! I was also extremely grumpy with the boys who were the most hyena-like I’ve ever known them at breakfast. So the morning was uncool - I was not my best self.

Later all was well. Eve snoozed under blankets, I built a roaring fire and we watched a film. At bedtime the boys went off to get in the bath and I so enjoyed them playing nicely (and quietly) that I let them have fun long enough for this to happen!

Gratefuls:

1. Forgiving children;
2. The magic of paracetamol;
3. The excitement about a trip out tomorrow.