Sunday 4 December 2011

My Soul For A Lie-In!

Lying in bed...
Older Son (resting his cheek against my left shoulder): I think it's time to get up now, mummy.
me: Are you sure?
Younger Son (resting his cheek on my right shoulder): No. Stay in bed a few more minutes.


And suddenly, all I could see was this:
Yes, this is what we look like. More or less. Although my hair is rarely this restrained first thing in the morning. But otherwise, yes.

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