Of the Easter holidays, that is.
And we kept it fairly low-key.
This morning, I declared homework was finished and sent The Boy Child off to the park with Dad and the pooch. (That’s been a wrench, hearing The Boy Child switch from using Daddy to Dad.)
After lunch, we played badminton in the garden and then went to the bookshop to buy a gift for him to take to his friend’s party on Saturday.
We browsed and then headed to the coffee shop, where I checked out our purchases (more on that in a later post this week) and The Boy Child read the football news in the Standard.