Whispers

DIY swap shop again today.

I sanded this morning while Mr B took the kids on walk in the sun to collect sticks, paddle in a river and eat biscuits in the woods.

This afternoon Mr B sanded after having to buy a new sander while I...

Well, in the cross over Master B mourned his bleeding knee, sustained from the walk. Master B didn't stop crying though, for a very long time, until he simply slept... unheard of. Poor little man.

So Miss B and I whispered upstairs while he snoozed on the couch. We sewed and played misfits. Funny kind of afternoon.