Thistles

It's been a hectic day and I, for one, am exhausted. I know that Little Man is too. I've just put him in bed and he hasn't made a noise.

It's a public holiday here in the Netherlands. Whitmonday, or Penticost Monday. So a lot of the shops, banks and businesses were closed or running reduced hours, again. Little Man was off from nursery so we hung out at home this morning, with a walk and a trip to the park thrown into the mix. On the way to the park, I paused to take this photo of the thistles growing on the side of the road. Makes me think of Scotland. It would be amazing to go back there one day.

My parents had a South African lady from the church round for lunch with her fiancé. They wanted to talk to my parents about a few things. Little Man was in bed and I was a bit overwhelmed by the idea of socialising so I stayed in my room. We did the weekly house reset after they left, which meant that Little Man was given some play-doh to keep him out of mischief. We went for a quick walk and then came home to have some dinner and to get ready for bed.