My lovely husband was up before the larks this morning to run up and down the local ice clad beinn before breakfast. He also managed a wee 4k spin in the snowy forest with our middle boy in the afternoon, so it is not surprising he was fast asleep by 10pm. I, on the other hand, slept in late and spent the afternoon chatting with friends while my youngest boy bounced on the castle at their son's birthday party. So I'm still up with a sneaky wee slice of cake.

My biggest boy was ten yesterday and we all had a great day celebrating with him. I feel quite emotional when I look at the photo of him in the incubator 10 years ago and at how strong and healthy and big he is now.