You know all those things that you want to do if only everyone would leave you alone so you could do them? Why is it I can’t remember what mine would be now that I have three hours of peace every weekday?
Rose went off to nursery for the first time this afternoon after I hastily took a photo of her because she needs one for her coat peg and I forgot til the last minute:
This is what I get for asking for a big smile.
So we got there and, like her brothers before her, she marched in, sat down at a table and began playing without so much as a by-your-leave.
“I’m going now,” says I
“I don’t want to go!”
“No, not you – me!”
“Hmmm…” *carries on playing*
So that’s that, then. I have had lunch, done the grocery shopping for the week and am left twiddling my thumbs. I suppose I could knit a sweater.