Sleeping in blissfully late, only to be woken up by my husband and daughter quietly setting a coffee & freshly baked biscuit on the bedside table.
A run in the lashing rain.
Reading short stories in a hot bath.
Sending both girls off to a birthday party, escorted by their dad.
Three quick girl-sized skirts, whipped up in half an hour.
Saturdays. Â I love them so.
