It  was a slow morning, a lovely blissful morning.  One by one they greeted me in bed - the order is always very predictable, and certainly by the time there is five of us in bed, it’s very squishy.  The thing I completely love about school holidays is the mornings - there is no requirement to be any where at any specific time.  Breakfast at 10.00am and no real need to get dressed in any great hurry.

Yesterday there were tears, today I look at them in wonder.