Sunday started out bright and sunny all round, after a fractious Saturday afternoon and evening with a litlle girl who, although overtired, refused to sleep, we needed a sunny Sunday.
Isobel and I went for our regular stroll and Daddy came too.
We stopped for coffee and chatted. We actually had a non-baby conversation, like real people do.
Baby still asleep we strolled along the river, stopped to sit outside the White Swan and enjoy a sunny sunday tipple. Just like real people.
The afternoon started well with a little girl happily playing then dozing off in her beanbag.
PD went off to watch the football (his simple pleasure).
Then she got overtired again; she cried again; dinner was eaten one handed again; so we all went to bed at the same time, again.