• Missing Mr. LA. Loads. He was away filming all weekend at the Budleigh Literary Festival. In the process of wielding his camera he was able to meet some pretty famous authors and listen to a reading by the Poet Laureate, Carol Ann Duffy. He came home with a signed copy of a book by Jane Fearnley-Whittingstall {that’s right, Hugh’s Mum}, ‘The Ministry of Food’. Really looking forward to attempting some wartime recipes.
  • Taking the children to the library. Great way to kill a few hours on a Saturday morning. Izzy and Jesse really enjoy picking out their items to borrow, and we always come home with a huge stack of picture books and story CDs. Izzy is really into Enid Blyton at the moment and likes to read a few pages of The Enchanted Wood, before listening to Malory Towers while she falls asleep.
  • Being consumed by a sudden, uncontrollable urge to make soup. It must be autumn.
  • Making soup. This recipe for speedy sweet potato soup with coconut was delicious, incredibly easy and perfect served with mini garlic naan breads.
  • Feeling thankful for Jesse’s nap time.
  • Taking a stroll to the park with the children during a brief burst of sunshine, in what was otherwise a very wet Saturday.
  • Snuggling up on the sofa to watch Mary Poppins. Hot chocolate, fluffy marshmallows, and toffee popcorn provided sustenance throughout the afternoon.
  • Bracing myself for mess as the children settled down to make their own pizzas for tea.
  • Marvelling at just how many olives Jesse can fit in his mouth at once.
  • Drinking wine and talking wedding flowers with my friend and florist, Hayley.
  • Getting very excited about bouquets and table arrangements. I can’t wait to see all our plans come to life. There will be roses and lilies and carnations and eucalyptus and brunia… {have a peak at my inspiration board on Pinterest here if you want a clearer idea of what we’re hoping for}
  • Loving the children for sleeping to almost 8am.
  • Hating the rain.
  • Dropping Izzy at drama class and dashing to Starbucks with Jesse for hot chocolate and a danish pastry.
  • Feeling very shaken after arriving home to find our front door wide open. I was worried we’d been burgled or that we might be about to disturb an intruder. Luckily our neighbours were home and could come into the house with me. Thankfully nothing was awry. I probably just failed to close the door properly, meaning it could be blown open by the wind. Still, scary stuff.
  • Hugging my Mum when she arrived a short while later and then sipping tea to calm myself down.
  • Shopping for my Mum’s wedding outfit. We came home empty handed but I think she might be closer to finding what she wants.
  • Thinking that 6-7pm must be Jesse’s witching hour. It was tantrum central at our house during supper, bath time and right before bed. What fun *insert sarcasm emoticon*.
  • Breathing a BIG sigh of relief when Mr. LA came in through the front door.
  • Flinging my arms round his neck and hugging him. For a long time.
  • Planning a lazy evening on the sofa and an early{ish} night.

Loveaudrey xxx

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