I heart Sundays

I heart Sundays.

The one day that we are all at home. No school, no work, no music lessons, no clubs, no scouts, no nothing. Just us.

Lazy mornings. Eggs poached to perfection. Fresh air in our lungs and leaves at our feet.

Coffee to go. Trees to climb. Dusty old National Trust houses to explore.

Home for a roast. Always room for dessert. Lashings and lashings of custard ’til we burst.

Baths all round. Always time for one more story. Then downstairs to peace at last and if I’m lucky, a foot warmer in the shape of my lovely Mr Mostly.

These are a few of my favourite things.

How about you?




29 thoughts on “I heart Sundays

  1. Tina Robson says:

    Sounds like a perfect Sunday, relaxing cuppa in the morning, roast dinner, a walk through autumn coloured leaves or summer mowing the lawn, and a bit of Sunday evening TV.


  2. richmondmummy says:

    Sounds like the most idyllic of Sundays – a roast is my number one essential for the perfect Sunday, always has been! X


  3. The Cycling Mummy says:

    That sounds lovely. This is one weekend where I am not at work, unfortunately OH is so it’s me and the girls, a cozy quilts and a few films. Going out for a lovely autumn walk does sound nice though.


  4. Molly - Mother's Always Right says:

    Lovely post, it’s made me feel all cosy. I’m currently working while the husband is out at the supermarket with the toddler, to give me an hour’s peace to clear some of the to-do list. But, usually, Sundays involve trips to the park, walks by the canal, a log burning stove, a stew or a roast and then (bliss) Downton Abbey. x


  5. Midlife Singlemum says:

    It sounds so lovely and smoothly executed. I’d like a behind the scenes though or you making that roast dinner, cajoling the kids to get dressed and into the car, not to mention making poached eggs for everyone in the morning. Are you all really up and sitting round the breakfast table at the same time? Or is it brunch? Brunch would make more sense or you’d have to do lunch as well. I love Sundays too (Saturdays here in Israel) but it’s a lot of work for the mother.


    • (Mostly) Yummy Mummy says:

      I’m lucky that my children are that bit older now so things run that bit smoother these days. The children normally have cereal for breakfast when they wake at around eight but then we all sit down for eggs or the like at say ten when Daddy finally gets out of bed. So a two course breakfast really 😉


  6. Sarah says:

    Ooh lovely, sounds just like our Sunday’s although the kids always round off their day watching Tom and Jerry cartoons – every week.


  7. CoffeeCurls says:

    That poached egg looks amazing! I really wanted a roast dinner today but just couldn’t be arsed to cook one! Will have to get my act together for next Sunday x


  8. Icklebabe says:

    All those things, described perfectly!
    Sundays seem to mean more in autumn / winter I think, time to bettern down the hatches and cozy up away from the world with the people you love…with roast potatoes and apple crumble for pud…. Blissful! Dreaming now, and its only Tuesday..oh dear ;D
    Happy week wifey pants xxx


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