• Being woken up before 6am.
• Cuddling Jesse.
• Trying to fall back to sleep.
• Giving up and going downstairs.
• Drinking tea on the sofa.
• Eating omelet for breakfast.
• Enjoying a long, hot shower.
• Reclining on my unmade bed in my bath towel, desperately trying to find the motivation to get dressed.
• Wearing a little leopard print.
• Reaching for a coral coloured cream blush and one of my favourite Chanel lippys, Rouge Coco Shine in Flirt.
• Bundling up in my coat and scarf.
• Heading to the library.
• Watching the children pick out a pile of books to take home.
• Sitting cross-legged on the floor and reading aloud.
• Feeling content.
• Reluctantly dragging the children away.
• Braving the supermarket.
• Holding hands with Jesse all the way home.
• Making popcorn.
• Getting cosy under a blanket in front of a movie. We watched Rise of the Guardians and it was brilliant. Highly recommend.
• Poring over old posts on Miss Beatrix. I’ve signed up for #postcircle, have you?
• Cooking and eating kedgeree.
• Bathing the children.
• Huddling up with Jesse and flicking through a picture book together.
• Lying on my bed and listening to Izzy read.
• Giving goodnight kisses.
• Sipping wine and eating chocolate.
• Watching Grosse Pointe Blank.
• Loving the 80s soundtrack.
• Pondering which of my graduating class is most likely to have become a professional killer.
• Wondering what happened to Minnie Driver.
• Climbing into bed.
• Reading Sense and Sensibility until my eyes grew heavy.
• Being denied a lie in. Again.
• Cuddling with Jesse and Mr.LA on the sofa.
• Secretly reading on my Kindle while Jesse’s Studio Ghibli film played quietly in the background.
• Drinking tea and eating toast.
• Sending Izzy off to her Sunday morning drama class.
• Catching up on laundry.
• Daydreaming about new houses and renovation projects.
• Feeling blue.
• Making sandwiches for lunch.
• Walking to the park.
• Not enjoying the cold.
• Watching the children play football with Mr.LA.
• Retreating to the warmth of the house while they carried on playing.
• Writing.
• Hiding out in my bedroom. Sometimes you just need to be alone.
• Preparing pie, roast potatoes and a mountain of green veg.
• Thinking about my deep love of spinach.
• Regretting the lack of gravy.
• Slipping on my pyjamas.
• Needing an early night and a better day tomorrow.

Love Audrey xxx