I see this life like a swinging vine....

Well She's been home a week, eaten us out of house and home, used twice as much laundry and toiletries than we use between us; studied some, ran lots,  met up with her Gran and her Great Nant, and drunk and danced a lot with her friends,  made a mess every where, and it's been great. 

I do love my funny, wee daughter to bits.  She has come into her own since she left home (i'm not saying I smothered her).... and she is a whirlwind of confidence and love. 

We had a "Last supper" tonight before she leaves tomorrow morning, and we ate ourselves full, and laughed lots. 

Now we are home - feet up and the washing machine is still going, and tomorrow night, it'll be all quiet again.

Hurry home xx