Had you been invited to spend Sunday morning with us, you'd have been greeted by two very tired adults (a combination of going to bed too late and being woken up at two hour intervals by a restless two year old during the night) and two slightly sniffly, very grumpy boys. We were not at our best (so probably a good job that you weren't invited to spend Sunday morning with us, right?). It was one of those days where the temptation to bury ourselves under a blanket, press play on our collection of Pixar films and try to snooze the hours away was high. Very high. But we didn't.
Instead, we stifled yawns, showered and dressed (wearing my new brogues ... guaranteed to induce a chirpier mood), packed a bag of cars and crayons, and headed in to Chester for a walk of the Roman ruins and a lazy lunch.
Fresh air, a meander along the River Dee, a run around the amphitheatre, pizzas at Urbano32 (a relatively new restaurant in Chester but one we've already been to a few times and love - the sourdough pizza bases are divine), followed by gelato for the boys and a much needed coffee for Paul and I, and we returned home (with a takeout from Patisserie Valerie - OMG!) a whole lot happier than when we left.
So this week we learnt that the cure for grumpiness is pretending to be Roman soldiers, huge pizzas, sticky cakes and new shoes. You heard it here first!
P.S. Apologies for the grainy images. It was a choice of taking the DSLR or filling my bag with things to keep the boys entertained over lunch. There could only be one winner so all snaps were taken on my iPhone (no contest really ... a stress-free lunch wins out over better photos every time).