While I am still suffering (in complete NOT silence) from my cold, we have been enjoying some good old fashioned shut in time while I try to avoid spreading my germs around the city. That means extra opportunities for cabin fever.
Something that always buys us a few moments of sanity is our beloved bath time. Emma can be in the throws of her nightly fussy countdown and somehow a bath pulls her out of it.
And I am given endless opportunities to laugh at her hair.
Have a wild weekend.