All year groups back today; no more gentle start. It's been one of those days where I forget to breathe.
The boy and I clocked up another visit to the park on the way home. The weather is just too beautiful not to. I must have looked quite a sight going down the slide in my smart trousers and heels.
In a bid to win some sort of award/send myself off to an early grave, I'm still trying to sustain the home cooking I really got into in the holidays.
Make the most of these blog posts. I'm not sure how much longer the commute, teaching, endless meetings, park, not being able to park and cooking every night will all be squeezed into every single day in the weeks ahead.