• Letting Mr. LA sleep in. Jesse came down with a virus on Thursday evening {yes, another one} so I tended to the invalid downstairs while he caught up on a little sleep.
• Cuddling on the sofa under a blanket.
• Drinking tea and watching The Wizard of Oz.
• Brewing coffee and coaxing my husband out of bed.
• Making smarties pancakes {follow this recipe, sprinkling a few of the sweets into the batter right before you flip them over}.
• Realising we needed a duvet day. Jesse was feverish, Mr. LA was coming down with the same bug, and I had started feeling pretty ropey too.
• Taking a long shower.
• Slipping into a fresh pair of pyjamas.
• Watching the children play.
• Marvelling at Izzy’s impressive waitressing skills.
• Eating beans on toast for lunch.
• Feeling thankful for giant rolls of drawing paper and colouring pens.
• Finishing a book.
• Browsing Oh Joy. So much pretty.
• Frying eggs for the children’s supper.
• Reading bedtime stories.
• Managing to get a dose of Calpol into Jesse.
• Looking on from the sofa as Mr.LA and Izzy played chess on my Kindle.
• Ordering pizza.
• Watching Martha Marcy May Marlene. Although it made me feel pretty uncomfortable, there’s no denying it’s a masterpiece. As my husband said, it’s very Kubrick-esque. Highly recommend.
• Feeling pretty rough. Cough, sore throat, aching all over. Got to love the common cold.
• Sleeping in.
• Moving from our bed to the sofa.
• Swallowing pain killers.
• Having a very, very lazy day.
• Thinking of a dear friend who’s having a tough time.
• Falling in love with The Language of Flowers after just a few chapters. I can’t wait to climb into bed later and carry on reading.
• Eating scrambled eggs for lunch.
• Losing myself in A Rosie Outlook for a few hours. It’s been a while since I discovered a new blog. This one drew me in immediately and I found myself scrolling back through old posts on and off for a few hours.
• Feeling particularly inspired by this and this.
• Buying another new book. One-click ordering on my Kindle is dangerous.
• Eating a blueberry muffin.
• Admiring the children’s building block cityscape.
• Taking part in the Big Garden Birdwatch. Well, I watched Izzy watch birds. Things were a little slow in our garden, and I was worried she’d lose interest before the hour was up, but she persevered and finally spotted four blue tits.
• Settling down to watch Annie with the children.
• Munching on pop corn.
• Doing chores.
• Loving Mr. LA for preparing dinner.
• Eating pie, mash and gravy.
• Bathing the children.
• Fielding questions from Izzy as she read the final chapters of The Secret Garden. Lots of long words to grapple with.
• Longing for a hot bath and an early night.

Love Audrey xxx