slothing

After a night of sluicing (poor Eve has a bug), we had a very slow and slothful day. Eve was determined she should be far away from us but was utterly miserable alone. As you’d expect after her first trip away this week.

Isaac and I organised ourselves on half of her (newly changed) bed to watch films with her and attempt to cheer her up. Poor girl needed us, irritating though we might be.

Gratefuls:

1. The necessity of cancelling plans creating space for rest;
2. Polar express projected onto the wall - such a great film that’s so much better big;
3. A very long bath with constant hilarious WhatsApps from two of my favourite women.