The Little One and I are enjoying a peaceful day at home today. Doing all the things we love best. Pottering and tinkering. Drawing and cooking. Tidying and un-tidying.
There always seems to be such pressure to be busy, busy, busy. Or at least be seen to be busy. We're not a big fan of too many planned activities. Much more content as homebodies.
Take right now for example. The Little One is very busy. Collecting rocks in a cup. Important stuff!
It does appear, however, that some window-cleaning and porch sweeping is in order.