My second pair of hands

Today I am grateful for my second pair of hands.

They belong, of course, to the man of the house, who found himself in relatively unfamiliar territory this morning.

My back went into spasm when I came out of the shower this morning and rendered me incapable of more or less all the things I need to be doing in the mornings.

Step in the second pair of hands!

He got the kids up, sorted their lunches, emptied and refilled the dishwasher, made sure the kids were breakfasted and dressed and had them out the door in time to drop them at school on his way to work....leaving me to worry about nothing other than how to get a pair of tights on - no easy task!!!

Because I was allowed the time I needed to get myself organised, without worrying about anyone else, my back was feeling much better by the time I had to leave for work, and the walk really helped ease it even more.

So....thank you, K. You are a big, hairy angel. xx

Gratefully yours.
xx