Bookworms

This morning was a treat. Not because it is the American Mother's Day (I got thoroughly spoilt yesterday), but because Magnus woke at 6.40am and Callum climbed into Magnus's cot and the two of them played happily for 45 minutes!

Then when their patience for being trapped by wooden bars ran out, they just wanted to read books in our bed. It was lovely to witness. They were a treat and knowing I am their mother, well that is the biggest gift I could ever have.