I think I can safely say I'll be back to daily posting again. With Jay away I find I'm flat out chasing my tail, (at least that's what it mostly feels like) and I lose focus of the fun bits. The inspiration is still there but it just feels like something at the end of my really, really long finger. Plus, without him here I think I kind of float off into insubstantial-land, where there's no ground.
He'll be back tomorrow morning.
And I'll be back too.
So. What to do on a grey, rainy Saturday? It's the first day of the Easter holidays. No school for two whole weeks! Bliss...
We put up our Easter tree.
It's kind of like Christmas when the box is taken out and all those dotey little things we've collected over the years see the light of day again. It didn't happen last year, for the first time ever. The Smallest was only a couple of weeks old and again, it got put on the long finger until it was too late.
So I was determined to get it up this year.
This little chap was very excited as he didn't remember it from before. Each little treasure was oohed and ahhed over. (The 'face' here is because he thought all this meant lots and lots of chocolate. Now.)
Yay! It got done. I have restored my faith in me...