We are having a mild spell, and thank God for that. My kids are outside, romping around, leaving me time to do my work in peace and quiet.
Poor Gemma--because of the cold and then the mud, she hasn't been out in ages. She has absolutely no right to look as healthy as she does.
The older kids are getting a bit muddy out there, but do I care? After weeks of having them indoors 24/7? Not a chance.
It is amazing how silence and a glass of wine can make even washing dishes and folding laundry seem like a holiday in Waikiki. Off to cook dinner now, only I will pretend I am at a spa in the Swiss Alps...