Great start to the day here. Up at 6.30am and full of beans. I have finished all my housework, am dressed and ready to go. We don't have anywhere to go but you never know what plan may suddenly take grip. It's a lovely day, warm and sunny.
Little Guy is resisting - he won't brush his teeth or get dressed. He squeezes in behind the couch at the mention of getting on with things! He's happy playing dress-ups though.
My throat seems better, thanks! Although now I have a headache. Such a hypochondriac, there's always something wrong.