Father's day

The boys were forgiving of my flu and sleepiness.

We didn't quite make it out of our pajamas yesterday.

And we had a slightly unequal distribution of energy (as in: I slept on the couch while the boys ran amok).

I got pansies from Son#3, from a pot full of deep purple pansies growing by the back door.

I get twigs, flowers, weeds and leaves every day.

Even rocks.

I felt better today - I even washed my hair (woohoo!), which is a good sign of a good day.

The boys handed over their Father's day presents when the husband returned from his reunion weekend away.

Son#2 had hidden his gift, forgotten where he'd put it and it still hasn't appeared.

I'll never get used to my dad being gone.

A busy week waits for us.

Friends Monday and Tuesday.

A return to the GP to evaluate Son#2's lungs.

A visit from my team leader from work.

Art lessons, kids' parties, groceries and a philharmonic concert with a friend on Friday night.

Busy busy busy.

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