• Sleeping in. I had the pleasure of attending a wedding on Friday in my capacity as an associate writer for The Wedding Reporter. After 8 hours of extreme concentration, and almost 4 hours of travelling, I was exhausted. As Emma says, weddinglag is a thing.
• Waking up just as Mr. LA brought me in a cup of tea.
• Recounting my weird and crazy dreams to him as he perched on the edge of the bed.
• Heading downstairs for cuddles on the sofa with the children.
• Drinking tea and eating scrambled eggs on toast.
• Spending most of the morning trying to help my husband resolve a few work issues.
• Deciding we make a good team.
• Finally jumping into the shower.
• Pulling on my favourite red skirt and a crisp white t-shirt.
• Eating quiche and salad for lunch.
• Strolling into town in the sunshine.
• Watching the children at the park.
• Comforting Izzy when she fell off the climbing frame, spraining her wrist in the process.
• Collecting Mr. LA’s expensive new MacBook Pro.
• Picking up a few groceries on the way home.
• Making pop corn for the children.
• Snacking on giant chocolate buttons while watching The Sword in the Stone.
• Putting together some homemade southern style slaw using this recipe {minus the collard greens}. So good.
• Letting the sauce for pasta puttanesca {I use Delia’s recipe} bubble away slowly on the stove.
• Eating too much.
• Bathing the children.
• Listening to Mr. LA read Captain Flinn and the Pirate Dinosaurs for what must have been the millionth time. Definitely one of Jesse’s favourites.
• Declaring it wine o’clock.
• Snuggling with Izzy on the sofa while she read a chapter from Danny The Champion of the World.
• Settling down to watch Now You See Me with Mr. LA. I enjoyed every minute, but my viewing partner found it a little predictable.
• Collapsing into bed.
• Sleeping in. Again. I know, he’s spoiling me.
• Wishing Mr. LA didn’t have to depart for London.
• Making fried egg sandwiches for breakfast.
• Trying not to think about the fact that we’re beginning another month in the same house. I never pictured us in Exeter for the start of autumn.
• Building the children a den. First inside, then outside.
• Watching them lounge under their blanket canopy, pretending to snooze and occasionally bursting into fits of giggles.
• Sneaking off for a quick shower while they played.
• Eating leftovers for lunch. FYI, the coleslaw tasted even better 24 hours on.
• Persuading the children to walk into town so I could pop to the supermarket for some essentials. OK, so I could buy cake.
• Buying cake.
• Spending the afternoon on the street in front of our house while the children made masterpieces with jumbo chalk. Jesse is a reluctant artist unless his canvas is the road beneath his feet.
• Drinking tea and reading Ideal Home magazine while Izzy watched Pollyanna and Jesse played with his toy animals.
• Feeling almost certain that we’ll go for the beautiful {but expensive} table in our new dining room. It shall be our one big spend for that room and I think I’ll paint our mismatched dining chairs glossy black like this too.
• Making scampi, chips and peas for supper.
• Missing Mr. LA.
• Coaxing the children into the bath.
• Reading bedtime stories and giving good night kisses.
• Pouring a cheeky glass of wine. You can judge if you want, but I needed it.
• Reading aloud to Izzy.
• Craving an early night.
• Hoping this will be the week we move house.
• Crossing my fingers and toes that the children have school places in Bristol before we get there too.

Love Audrey xxx