Sundays

Sundays are tricky days. Church in the morning - quite often Steve is on the PA team, and I end up in crèche even if I'm not on the team that morning. Sometimes I even get to stay in the service if Libby is in crèche! Today was different though. Normally we have two meetings in the morning, today we only had one, followed by a picnic on the beach and then baptisms in the sea. And the sun shone and it was a really lovely day. Apart from Ben didn't really get a chance to sleep. He fell asleep on the bike on the way home from the beach, slept maybe 20 minutes, and woke up when we got home. And then we were off out again almost immediately to another friend's house for cakes. So from an adult point of view, today was really lovely. From a mummy point of view, not so great - now Ben is shattered and I don't think he's going to be able to stay awake long enough for the pizza to arrive, even though we've told him pizza is coming and he can have some... Nope... he has fallen asleep. Glad we got his pyjamas on in time this time.

Sundays also often mean rubbish eating. And today was no exception - shop sandwiches for lunch, cakes for tea, followed by pizza.... Ah well. Casserole tomorrow, might do sweet potato chips to go with it (as well as regular mash for Ben), cheese salad sandwich for lunch, don't have the car so soup will have to wait until Tuesday. Let's see if we can make up for Sunday over the coming week. (And I still have bramble and apple cobbler in the fridge, and freezer, and cake on the shelf.....) Sigh.

Monday tomorrow - Ben has changed his nursery day and tomorrow is his first Monday instead on Wednesday. I'm seriously hoping to go back to bed but I doubt it'll happen. Maybe I'll have a long hot soak in the bath instead! I might grow to love Mondays :)