Indoor adventures are even set aside for a while to enjoy simple things we call Home Comforts.
Coffee will always be a home comfort to me. I love the taste, the smell...everything there is. And while we can't play much outside or take walks, we are beginning to learn the beauty and the comfort that lies within our own home. Our space.
A couple mornings ago I walked into our kitchen to this...
He learns new things every day, and something tells me he loves getting into mischeif like this...
In the same morning I almost couldn't believe my luck when again I walked into the kitchen to see a sight like this...
Mama's homemade chicken curry ended up all over our floor, and all I could do was laugh. And so did he.
Later that day he broke a plate. No photo of that. But, oh, what a day that was.
Yes, it may be raining, but we are still having fun. Still looking for fun in the most unexpected of places, because what else are we to do. Mama is trying very hard to get my driving licence, and perhaps when that happens rainy days won't mean days indoors. But until then, we pull things out of cupboards and fridges, we colour, we gather all the pillows in the house into one big pile and throw ourselves on top (Harvey's latest favourite thing to do -- which needs pics because his happiness is just precious!), we stay in jammies until late (1pm to be precise) and all of it just feels so damn good. A sweet boy, a warm bath, and coffee calls my name....and here I come. Because after the rain, comes the rainbow...
And we are always happy.
Happy Tuesday!
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