Ray of sunshine

I can barely hear myself fail to think over the noise of the pouring rain as I type this. The day started optimistically weatherwise and then headed on a slow decline.

Me and Anna did much the same with bedtime being defined by squally showers. Now, of course, I'm just left feeling bad for not being the grown-up I'd like to be. I can only hope that I can learn and a four year old has a rubbish short-term memory and tomorrow is another day. Mainly I must remember that this whole starting new stuff, end of holidays thingie is difficult and tiring.

And that for large chunks of our day together my beautiful daughter was, simply, a ray of sunshine.

Lesley x