Two weeks of the holidays already gone. Time racing past and at the same time moving slowly whilst I miss my girls not missing me at their grandparents. Time to make up time for later and a little time for me, a book to read, and a little time for us, a rare meal out and even an evening at the pub - possibly not made the most of. Time to have them home for beds and house to be filled again.
OK so I didn't take this one but they are at their grandparents - having fun.
A little time to read my book in the hammock
Linking up with The Boy and Me - pop over for more summer holiday stories.