On week day mornings I am the most difficult person to get out of bed. Add winter morning darkness and the coldness of our flat and it gets exponentially harder.
Weekend mornings it all changes and I am frequently awake first and wondering how much longer until Rasmus wakes up.
I put the hours between my waking up and his waking up to make some mince pies for church tonight. And then made some coffee and went back for some more bed-time…
note to self: mincemeat overflows it’s pastry case if filled too high…
