my heart sings. I'll be sewing these together over the next week.
I called to see John this Father's Day - what did I find? Zombie parents. Ben won't sleep, Max is only two weeks old... Steph was sitting on the sofa unable to speak - she was rocking Max but I think she would have been rocking without him, John's head is hanging and he can hardly string a sentence together. Joys of parenthood. Once babies are old enough to understand I'm firmly of the mind that the parents are the boss when it comes to things like bedtime. Some little ones cause pain for a long time and some don't, but you need to go through that pain.
I've been making little traybakes this past week. I started with the lemon last Sunday, followed by Pecan caramel shortbread for the quilt class on Thursday - so many calories.....
The last block for my Durham Quilt was stitched today whilst watching the Austrian Grand Prix.
The best colour therapy for the day was the red and blue that arrived like a whirlwind this afternoon
I've just finished washing up.
I tasted the raspberry and white chocolate blondies just now. Really too sweet and sticky - even for me. So now my colour therapy will consist of a golden, sort of lager colour. A bit of Pride and Prejudice and then I'll crawl up to my white peaceful, oh so peaceful, bedroom