Free Play

Had a home day today, just catching up on jobs. One of my friends came over before school pick up so we had a lovely natter over a coffee.

Took the girls to swimming, and the Eldest's mate, who she'd had an altercation with last week had brought along an apology letter and some chocolate for her. Very sweet of him. His mum tells me his first draft read "Dear P, sorry for throwing the tennis ball so hard that it made your nose explode with blood, but you shouldn't tease me. It makes me angry. You are a good friend mostly, love M" He was made to rewrite it so that it didn't blame the Eldest for his bad temper.