Grateful for paté!

I have just come home from dropping my kids at their Nan's for the night. The first morning of the school holidays has been loud, setting my nerves tingling, my teeth gritting. There's been plenty of silliness, shouting and arguing, laughing and crying. I went to La Manna on the way home and bought myself some fresh bread, terrine and paté. Now I am enjoying the peace and quiet. I feel such a party pooper sometimes. I know children just want to have loud fun, but sometimes I have to hide myself away for a moment to give my ears a break! 

Bad photo I know, but I am grateful for every mouthful and every quiet breath! For now.......