The summer holiday midpoint has been and gone and it suddenly seems like the end of August is not too far away. Having spent a few days (and nights) worrying about how I would keep the boys entertained for six weeks, it's been relatively relaxed so far.
My eldest had an operation the day after he finished school and was told no running around or sport for four weeks and despite the odd grumble, he's finally learnt to rest a little and enjoy calmer activities. He has properly switched off for once which is beyond unusual for him. Like, seriously unusual. He rarely, if ever, sits still ... audio books have been a godsend.
Also, normally an EXTREMELY early riser, he woke up and wondered downstairs at 9.30 am one morning. Yes, I did tip toe in to his bedroom several times to check he was okay. When you have children, you dream about lie ins, but when they actually happen, you're filled with panic about the reasons why rather than being able to enjoy them properly.
But we're savouring our summer mornings at home. No alarms are set and no moves are made to leave the house in a hurry. Often, you won't see us dressed before midday. It's bliss! And probably the first real period of calm since before the boys were born.
I've been taking the time to let tea brew rather than slopping the tea bag around in my cup, and I've been grilling toast as opposed to popping it in a toaster. Oh my, does that make a difference. Crisp on the outside and soft in the middle. Doorstep toast with salty butter and a strong cup of tea in bed of a morning with the sun (sometimes) streaming through the window ... it's a summer holiday dream!
Thanks to Joules for sending me their gorgeous Dhalia bedding collection and to Scotts of Stow for a cloud-like silk blend duvet, my bedroom has been given the prettiest and comfiest summer refresh and has become THE place to hang out in the morning. Not only for breakfast but for book reading, colouring, Pokemon card swapping, and drinking countless cups of tea while listening David Walliams reading Gangsta Granny.
No one can resist wrapping themselves up in the gorgeous bubble knit throw and whenever I leave the room, I always have to nudge the boys up to get a place back underneath it again. Cheeky little things. Although, at the sight of their little toes wiggling out of the bottom, I pretty much forgive them for anything.
Here's to more lazy mornings but we also have a few fun adventures planned over the coming weeks. I can't wait!
How are your holidays going? Anything exciting to report?