I wish every day was like today

This is how every Saturday should be. Swimming lessons, then off to a party, then for the monkeys to play for hours with their friends (in and out of the paddling pool) whilst us adults got to sit down and catch up, home for tea in the garden and after a very quick shower two exhausted monkeys who were asleep as soon as their heads touched the pillows.

Now I'm enjoying a cup of tea (the only disaster is there is no wine in the house) the place is tidy and I'll be going to bed at a respectable time to catch up on some much need sleep.

I'm editing this post - the above makes us sound like we've had an idyllic day and we have from 10:45am when we exited the house to go swimming. However from being woken by a certain person at 5:30am til going out it felt like hours (which thinking about it it was!!) the monkeys were loud and argumentative and I wished that a second adult would magically appear and either give me a 10 minute break or make me a brew. Being a single mummy is the hardest thing I've ever done but the reason I started this blog was to remember the good parts of our lives (if I focused on the first 5 hours of the day it wouldn't be great) but the last 8 hours were brilliant.