Undoubtedly one of the best part of summer holidays is the lack of schedule…and blaring alarm clocks. I love waking up to my kids climbing into bed to hug in the soft sunlight of the new day. Lounging about ’til one of the kids starts clamouring for breakfast…or the piles of laundry start calling my name…or my sister phones to say good-morning. And good-morning it was. The perfect way to start a day full of perfect nothing – one of the first days (if not the first) that we’re home all day. Love it.
by Kristy Klaassen
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