I've made a mistake ...

said the boy this morning. He was going to work to help his Grandad at 9am, he'd had his breakfast and made us all a cup of tea before he realised it was actually only 6.30am, not 7.30 and he'd set his alarm clock for the wrong time. He was a bit gutted and went back to bed for a while, he doesn't like being up early even on a school day. He did see the funny side though when he got in a bit of gaming before going out.

H has been on a sleepover, but not actually had any sleep I think. She'd fallen fast asleep on the sofa and we've stood staring at her wandering how to carry her to bed now she's so big. Mr J had to put her over his shoulder in the end. She's gone back to sleep muttering about not having time for pudding, apple and cinnamon crumble, I've kept her some.

Sit in the garden with a coffee, loads of butterflies, sit in the garden with the camera, absolutely none. Spotted this from the window, dashed out, couple of shots and it was gone.