When I don't get enough sleep, I am not a nice person. When I am not a nice mummy I get very noise intolerant. So the other day when I was left alone with all three girls for the first time in at least a week, I was in danger of turning into a very very shouty person.
When I came in and found that Morgan had clipped the lead on mum's dog, I was about ready to carry out the joking threat to put her in the wheely bin. But somehow, it seemed easier to turn the scream into action, and turn the nuisance of a now bouncing-off-the-walls spaniel into our redemption.
We went for a walk.
And somehow, the air and the cold and the colour restored us to each other.