Bonding Over Bubble Wrap

Beth and I had a lovely mother-daughter moment last night, sitting side by side on the edge of the long bath (me with some trepidation) and swishing our feet in cold water. I was trying to reduce the oedema on my elephant feet (it's Week 35 and the swelling has gotten really bad this week); she was just wanting to hang out with me. So there we were, bursting bubble wrap, with her grinning at me ever so often and both of us just revelling in a girlie moment which for once did not include Daddy.

Life doesn't get better than this. As Larry Julian says, you can experience a life full of joy with an empty bank account (that's us - almost!) as easily as with millions.