Everything has seemed to slow down in our house. Frantic activity is suddenly snail paced after the first week back at school. The boys were delirious to watch Saturday morning cartoons and I was quite beside myself to have a sneaky lie in. So like the scarves and jug doily thingies and yarn and crocheted creatures, we are just draped about the house with no particular plan to move... oh except for a nap upstairs. And yet, with a lamb leg slow-roasting in the oven, somehow it makes the day officially well spent.
