One of my darlings is a morning person. Despite the long night and a belly ache that wouldn't quit (it reminded me immediately of contractions), we rose with the sun and her gorgeous smiling face.
Later, we caught up with a dear friend of mine from my uni days. I met her husband, nine month old son and four year old daughter. Together, we filled a sheet of butchers paper with colourful faces, trains, crowns and swirls.
Our colouring, comfortable chatter and tea drinking was only interrupted by baby aeroplane games.