It's our 12th anniversary today. This looks longer than it feels when you write it down. It shows how you become increasingly blasse about anniversaries when both of you are writing the card to one another in different rooms and telling the other that they haven't yet finished but to come back in 30 seconds.....Cat bought me a pair of running shorts which I'm never going to wear and a running top which I will. No doubt I'll forget to take the shorts back to replace them and they will still be here in 12 months time.
Phil came round for 7.30am (yes, you read that right) to go for a run. I took Joseph in the buggy and we went round the Meadows. I hope Joseph doesn't expect this chauffeur treatment every Saturday morning at this time!
We went out in the evening to Peckhams Underground - which was very nice. I drank too much red wine (and suffered for it the next day) - while Sharon (from nursery) babysat. Joseph was in bed when she arrived - but clearly knew that something was up - and his ears perked up when he heard the sound of her voice in the hall (they both have a soft spot for each other). We reckon she'll have got him up to have a play and a cuddle - but frankly didn't care - just so long as he doesn't get up at 4.30am. Not sure I'll be saying the same about Grace when she's 15...
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