Diggery

The husband procured an office chair for me from his office, the boys think it is wonderful.  They pretend it is a digger and have called it 'diggery'.  There are fights about who sits on it, which normally end up with both of them on it.  Afternoon TV was spent on diggery, as was dinner time.  I had to plead to finish up an email when the boys arrived home this evening. 

Today I'm grateful for: 
A quick hello to Granny and Grandpa who came to drop a few things off 
Lovely long summer evening (I just need a glass of wine out there) 
One boy who goes to sleep (it would be nice if the other did as well...)