• Waking up briefly when Mr. LA left for a shoot at 5am.
• Waking up for a second time when Jesse climbed into bed with me.
• Cuddling the children until we were ready to get up.
• Enjoying Jesse’s excitement at the prospect of his birthday party.
• Drinking tea and making scrambled eggs for breakfast.
• Listening to the children play while I pottered in the kitchen.
• Whipping up a batch of chocolate buttercream icing.
• Misplacing my piping bag for 10 minutes.
• Panicking.
• Locating my piping bag.
• Frosting cupcakes and applying a liberal coating of chocolate sprinkles.
• Loving the sight of Jesse in his batman costume.
• Relishing a long, hot shower.
• Slipping on a pretty dress.
• Making cheese stars.
• Secretly breathing a sigh of relief when Mr. LA arrived home early, his shoot having been rained off.
• Hurriedly applying my makeup and drying my hair.
• Clearing the playroom of all but a few toys and blowing up balloons.
• Sitting outside in the sun to eat a quick sandwich.
• Welcoming Jesse’s Godfather Rich.
• Hanging the final decorations.
• Assembling the last of the party tea.
• Stringing a bundle of balloons and streamers to the tree outside.
• Finishing with 30 minutes to spare.
• Feeling certain that I must have forgotten to do something.
• Greeting Jesse’s guests.
• Watching the children play.
• Overseeing a game of musical statues.
• Smiling at Jesse’s energetic dance moves.
• Dishing out smarties.
• Playing pass-the-parcel.
• Bringing out the food while the children watched a cartoon in the other room.
• Passing crisps round, dishing out cupcakes and pouring drinks.
• Eating too much.
• Lighting candles and singing happy birthday.
• Cutting the cake.
• Handing over party bags as each child was collected.
• Helping Jesse unwrap his gifts.
• Clearing up.
• Feeling far too tired to cook.
• Persuading Mr. LA to get a takeaway.
• Putting two very sleepy children to bed.
• Drinking wine and eating Chinese food.
• Laughing a lot.
• Collapsing into bed just after midnight.
• Waking up to cuddles from Jesse.
• Wishing Mr. LA a happy Father’s Day.
• Letting the children watch cartoons on Youtube while we dozed.
• Heading downstairs for tea and toast.
• Looking on as Izzy presented Mr. LA with his card and gift.
• Missing my Dad.
• Loathing the damp, grey weather.
• Sending Izzy off to her drama class.
• Slowly getting showered and dressed.
• Grabbing a quick lunch before collecting Izzy and heading to the coast.
• Enjoying the playground on Teignmouth sea front.
• Strolling along the promenade.
• Wandering round the arcade.
• Craving a cream tea.
• Watching the waves crash into shore.
• Walking back to the car.
• Knowing the day had been a great success when both children drifted off to sleep on the drive home.
• Drinking a quick cup of tea before preparing a roast dinner.
• Catching up on laundry while the food was in the oven.
• Inhaling the comforting scent emanating from the kitchen.
• Greedily devouring a huge plate of food.
• Wishing I’d made a pudding too.
• Brushing teeth and reading bedtime stories.
• Planting goodnight kisses on the children’s cheeks.
• Slipping into my pyjamas and sitting down at my laptop.

Love Audrey xxx