An indulgent weekend too, I think. Baking, skating, dancing, drinking, laughing, chasings, singing, driving, children, animals, two birthdays! These are things weekends are made of. It's been a breath of fresh air from the crazy times of the last few weeks. I'm happy, sleepy and ready for bed.Pictures are, from top to bottom: The two of us driving home from a friend's lovely birthday celebration in the bush, a beautiful pearl necklace that Leigh's mother has generously passed on to me (more on that later), Driving home from Leigh's parents in the late afternoon sunshine, our little man, Bender, glad to have us home at last.
Edit: I don't know why the time spazzed out when posting this, but it's not really early on Thursday morning, it's late on Sunday night. Sweet Dreams (are made of this).
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