• Waking up to find Jesse and his teddy in my bed.
• Dozing peacefully.
• Dragging myself downstairs for tea and more snuggles on the sofa.
• Still trying to get used to Izzy’s dramatic new haircut.
• Making the children breakfast and missing Mr. LA.
• Stealing ten minutes alone in the shower while the children watched a film.
• Pulling on a pretty dress and thick black tights.
• Carefully applying my makeup.
• Chatting to my Mum on the phone.
• Desperately trying to persuade Jesse to get dressed.
• Laughing as I overheard Izzy threatening to send her brother ‘to Coventry’ if he didn’t behave. That’ll be the Enid Blyton.
• Reporting an abandoned car to the local police and feeling like a community superhero.
• Wrapping up warm and heading to the bus stop.
• Very much enjoying the winter sunshine.
• Loving the sight of the children holding hands on the bus.
• Buying Mr. LA a birthday present.
• Browsing the shops and wishing I could afford some new clothes.
• Grabbing a table at Tampopo.
• Watching the children’s faces light up when their Daddy joined us for lunch.
• Eating Nasi Goreng and sipping diet coke.
• Slowly making our way home.
• Feeling sleepy.
• Cooking and eating Dalston Sweet Potato Curry.
• Reading Jesse a story and tucking him into bed.
• Pouring myself a glass of wine.
• Leaving Izzy and Mr. LA to watch Lord of the Rings while I did some writing.
• Feeling nostalgic.
• Retreating to bed.
• Reading the first few chapters of Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. So far, so brilliant.
• Slowly drifting off.
• Sleeping in.
• Feeling inexplicably grumpy.
• Watching Izzy practice blowing bubbles.
• Luxuriating in the shower.
• Opting to stay in my PJs all day.
• Listening to the children play upstairs.
• Eating soup for lunch.
• Feeling very smug when I managed to convince Jesse to eat his lunch. My secret? I served his soup in a mug.
• Seeing Izzy off to her drama class.
• Frying aubergine and pepper in a little salt and cumin ready to be added to our evening meal.
• Baking two lemon sponges and sandwiching them together with homemade lemon curd and mascarpone.
• Letting Jesse lick the bowl. And the spoon. And the Kitchenaid.
• Drinking tea.
• Doing laundry.
• Leaving a huge pot of beans and vegetables to bubble away very slowly on the stove.
• Squeezing in a little writing while Jesse played happily with his Lego.
• Slicing avocado, grating cheese and warming tortillas ready for supper.
• Stirring some spinach through the warm beans.
• Sitting down to eat.
• Bathing the children.
• Reading Miffy aloud.
• Craving a lazy evening on the sofa with my husband.

Love Audrey xxx