We love Mondays.
They're our slow days... errands, books, food shopping, hanging out.
Just me and him.
We dropped the girls at school, chose Daddy a birthday present, decided on dinner (tuna bolognaise*...we'll make it all together after school) and we shared some strawberries for morning tea (how happy is this house that there are yummy, juicy, relatively cheap strawberries in the shops again?).
We cleaned the floors (seriously messy - we had a birthday party here last night for my friend who turned 42 - there were far too many sprinkles around...and a terrible gravy accident), hung some washing outside (on.the.line....for what feels like the first time in forever), made the beds, read some stories.
We decided to venture to the park (via the coffee shop)
We posted my first ever post cards as part of the post crossing group (am becoming seriously obsessed with snail mail)
He surprised me at the park. Gone was my timid boy who liked help with climbing, sliding, doing.
He was off - mastering new tricks, showing off, having fun.
Revelling in the freedom to move and challenge his body.
Loving the feeble warmth of the sun.
Then off to do the rest of the school run. Another quick play in the park. Piano lessons, dinner, baths, reading, bed.
We love Mondays.
♥
* tuna bolognaise is essentially a tuna, mushroom and tomato sauce for pasta that he wouldn't eat until we changed the name to a version of his favourite ever meal - and now we eat it ALL the time.