• Waking up as Jesse clambered into bed beside me.
• Silently creeping downstairs with him while Mr. LA snored on.
• Sipping tea and sorting through photos for a blog post.
• Feeling calm and rested as we waited for the others to emerge from their slumber.
• Quietly enjoying how bare the house looks without its Christmas decorations.
• Tucking into poached eggs for breakfast.
• Tapping away on my laptop while the children watched cartoons in their PJs.
• Listening to the rain fall outside.
• Feeling cosy and warm indoors.
• Taking time to reflect on 2014 and consider my goals for the year ahead.
• Thinking about memory keeping in 2015. To scrapbook or not to scrapbook? I’m incredibly tempted by Project Life, but worried I won’t have time to do it justice.
• Coaxing the children into their clothes and sending them out for some much needed fresh air.
• Eating pizza.
• Enjoying the sound of the children playing together.
• Relishing an afternoon spent reading and writing.
• Meal planning for the week ahead.
• Catching up on laundry.
• Roasting sprouts, cooking veg and warming pies for supper.
• Reading a beautiful bedtime story. The High Street* by Alice Melvin is my favourite of all the books Jesse received this Christmas.
• Settling down to watch Twin Peaks, a Christmas gift from Mr. LA’s parents. We’re both obsessed.
• Drinking a salted caramel appletini. Liquid heaven.
• Retreating to bed.
• Waking up as our online food shop arrived.
• Unpacking groceries and drinking tea.
• Eating porridge topped with craisins.
• Bracing myself for a day of solo parenting.
• Gradually getting us all washed and dressed.
• Heading out into the cold, crisp January air.
• Riding the bus into town.
• Wandering up Park Street.
• Popping into Paperchase for a browse.
• Scoring a heap of party supplies in the sale. Izzy will be celebrating her 10th birthday at the end of the month.
• Treating the children to lunch at Bill’s.
• Briefly visiting Bristol Museum.
• Fielding countless questions about Ancient Egypt.
• Browsing the bookshelves in Bristol’s Central Library.
• Smiling as Izzy agonised over her choice of reading material.
• Bumping into an old friend from Exeter.
• Slipping into the cathedral.
• Laughing at Jesse’s reaction to the sound of the organ. Let’s just say it’s not his favourite instrument.
• Feeling chilly as we waited at the bus stop.
• Tumbling into the house, relieved to be back indoors.
• Warming myself beside the kitchen radiator.
• Pulling on my PJs and making mugs of hot chocolate for the children.
• Attending the performance of a play in Isabel’s bedroom.
• Enthusiastically applauding its tiny cast.
• Cooking and eating broccoli, garlic, cashew nuts and chilli with salmon.
• Dunking the children in the bath.
• Listening as they laughed and played together amidst the soapy suds of Lush Fun.
• Reading bedtime stories and giving goodnight kisses.
• Welcoming Mr. LA home from his shoot.
• Secretly looking forward to returning to work tomorrow and the familiar routine that comes with it.

Love Audrey xxx