A winter weekend at home

Last weekend we had nothing major planned, no weddings, family visits or Christmas shopping trips, simply a chance to catch up with friends old and new and it was lovely.

On Saturday we met up with Charlie's best friend and her parents for lunch in a gorgeous family friendly pub in Herne Hill. The Florence served delicious food (aubergine goats cheese lasagna and bread and peanut butter pudding for me, hot dog and choc brownie for T and fish fingers and ice cream for C). It also had a kids playroom, but we didn't use it as little Mr C and little Miss C were pretty awesome throughout the meal. It was nice to talk properly to these new friends we've made through our son!

We went for a chilly walk in Brockwell Park (where C was sick...) And then back on the train. At the station we saw a donkey and some sheep, C could be enticed to touch neither!
We spent the afternoon snuggled on the sofa watching The Incredibles whilst I put the finishing touches to the cat baubles. C is obsessed with a black and white one, so we've called it Jess and have given it to him early. A ring on the bell announced the arrival of the friends who got married last weekend. It was lovely to chat about the wedding and they invited us over for mulled wine on Sunday.

I took C to a craft fair in Mayow Park on Sunday. It was small and not great, but we did get a wooden present decoration to hang on the tree. C was addicted to the two fires, one a metal stove and the other a bonfire with a mud and straw dome over it. This kid is obsessed with bonfires and happily watched the flames and chatted about the smoke.

After nap time we called on our friends and enjoyed mulled wine and cheese and biscuits (C had milk and gingerbread) it was nice, another friend was there and the bride's sister and partner, but the stress of having a small child in an adult situation was immense. There were cat's to chase, baubles to tap, noses to pick, stairs to climb and crisps to lick and put back into the bowl (yes he did, mortifying!) Making small talk was really hard with an excitable toddler and I spent most of my time reading books to him on the kindle fire or telling him off.

Back home and exhausted, once little man was in bed I watched the finale of The Killing season 3 which was brilliant and I'm not appreciating the inevitable long wait until season 4!