Friday, March 23, 2012

Birdseed, cake and sleepy boy.

1. Alec and I put some birdseed out, and now there are two fat doves in the garden. He's entranced. I hope he doesn't think birds grow from  birdseed.

2. I take home a slice of cake from Juliet's and eat it. I feel like a leopard dragging its kill into a tree to stop lions from stealing it.

3.  A very tired boy who falls asleep before I can get him into his bath and doesn't wake when I put his pyjamas on.

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...