Saturday morning in Three Parts

Isn't it funny how domestic life falls into little routines all by itself? As far back as I can remember, J has always been the first to get up. Its often quite hideously early and often before the Little People surface, but thats fine by me. I get to stay in bed in that delicious place half way between sleeping and being awake, enjoying the cosiness and warmth of our bed and waiting for my cup of tea to arrive. It's always in my pink spotty morning mug and always piping hot and with one sugar in (I don't take sugar during the rest of the day). One thing you can say about J is that he makes a "proper good brew" as they say here in Yorkshire. He squeeeeeeeeeeeeezes the teabag to within an inch of its life to get the maximum teaness out of it, and puts just the right amount of milk in so that it stays very hot. This time of our morning is somewhere around 6am, even on weekends.
Oh how I love early weekend mornings, to me they are one of life's little pleasures. J and me, sitting together in companionable silence sipping tea and enjoying the utter peace and tranquility of life before the Little People tumble in. Sometimes we are lucky and get half an hour before they show up but mostly its about fifteen minutes or so. They are still small enough to want to climb in with us and we get to have top notch family time, talk and tickle, laugh and cuddle, lark about a little. This is Part One of our weekend mornings.

It doesn't take long before the Little people begin to outstay their welcome. They begin to get restless and fidgety and the volume rises. Then I take them downstairs and shamelessly park them in front of the television. During the week we don't have the television on at all in the mornings so at weekends this is seen as as a major Little People treat. They snuggle up on the sofa with blankets and cushions and I provide milk and honey sandwiches or toasted crumpets and leave them to it. Its then my turn to be tea lady and I make the second round of tea with toast and back to bed I go.
J reads, and I select one of my weekend bed activities piled beside the bed :: crochet (of course), magazines (naturally), a book (yes, what else?) Oh and my new little black baby. Ah yes, can you see it nestling there next to the latest issue of Country Living and the Ripple? It was a very generous gift from J a few weeks ago, a dinky little baby laptop to use all over the house. Perfect for sitting in bed and browsing or blogging. This is Part Two.

Sometimes if I'm very lucky and time it right I get Part Three of my Saturday morning. Its a little bit of me-time before the morning activities really gets underway (in the case of this Saturday morning when these photos were taken it was a horrid 2 hour stint for a Birthday party at a noisy, crowded soft play full of screaming kids).
Its somewhere around 8.30am and I am still in my pyjamas but have already made breakfast, washed the dishes and am about to have a shower and get dressed. But I can't pass by the bed without it luring me one last time for a small moment of peaceful crochet. Just a little ripple or two, because it is laying there on the bed tempting me and I can't resist its pretty, ripply charms.

So there you have it, the Three Phases of my Saturday morning. Love 'em.

Comments

[Lori]

Oh what a lovely way to spend a Saturday morning! Your bed is so inviting (LOVE that quilt)and with all the goodies to look at and play with..well I just would never want to leave! :)

[Lisa]

You make me feel sorry that the weekend is a half a week away yet! :) I found you through flickr and love your blog.

[Chris]

Lovely!

[Clairey]

Oh Luce your Saturday mornings sound lovely! I leap out of bed like a lunatic and drive Matt insane with my extreme liveliness!

Your slippers, PJs and quilt are ravishing!

Clairey xxx

[MarmaladeRose]

I just love that Saturday part 3 photo. The colours, the cosyness, the gorgeous quilt, the pretty slippers, the crochet...Oh! I want my teenagers turned back to little people again! Fi x

[vanessa]

Gorgeous ripple blanket.........it's going to be as warm and charming as your lovely story about your Saturday morning...............so comforting!

[Alicia]

That sounds wonderful! I love the afghan you are working on – such beautiful colors!

[Simone]

That sounds like a lovely, gentle way to start the day. I love your slippers too!