Sunday morning

The boy loves nothing more in the morning than getting into bed with his mummy and daddy and falling back to sleep.  Morning, means basically about 3am and he wakes at about 5.30 am, although will be persuaded to go back to sleep cuddled by either parent. 

Once awake, he is a delight, chatting away about whatever he thinks he's talking about in a very contented manner and generally enjoying life before hunger or tiredness hits him later in the day. His parents also love nothing more than a morning cuddle, so it's kind of win, win all round!  

Today it's lunch with the neighbours and a list of chores that need to be done, as ever, I'm sure we'll hope to get more done than we'll manage, but it'll be good to tick a few things off the list!