Soaking

He held my hand as I walked with him to his classroom today. I grinned to myself like a clown because I know all too soon my hand will be dropped and these are fleeting moments to cherish.

To soak up.

I've been doing lots of soaking up lately.

Watching Mr Small try his snowsuit on for the millionth time despite the fact it's baking outside. I let him because he looks so stinking adorable and it reminds me of the adventures that lie ahead.

Putting out some Christmas decorations even though we leave soon. Because we know the people staying here while we're away can enjoy them and who doesn't love pretty things? (Mr Woog I hope you saw this photo and have organised Mrs Woog's Christmas present accordingly)

Lunch with friends. Online and offline.

Planning family picnics. Reconciling family dramas. Because life is too short, and after all, it is the season.

Realising every single day that life is filled with extraordinary surprises. This week there have been pregnancy announcements (NOT MINE I hasten to add) and two elopements (NOT MINE either)

And working out lots. Amazing how this has become such an innate part of my daily routine. At some point I will share a bit more of that journey with you and the impact it had had, well on everything.

I used scramble to meet deadlines and get it all done. Futile really, because when it is all ever really done? Instead I've done my best.
And know now that's enough.

Wishing you all a peaceful and happy weekend xxx