Windows of Happiness... Coffee, Scones and a Swing at the Park!

When I think about the Windows of Happiness in my life, the same picture always pops into my mind!! Its always the same! 

Its Darby and I in a cafe (really any cafe will do), in any weather,  I'm enjoying a coffee, he is enjoying his drink whatever that may be on the day,  and on the weekends (or when I'm feeling especially carefree), we order a treat to share. We love to sit and take happy snaps and talk. Talk to each other, talk to the wait staff and observe the world as it passes by! We are both brilliant observers. These shared moments together always brings happy feelings to my day.

So this Saturday, after a bit of a cold and grumpy start we went to a first class cafe that happens to be situated in my old university canteen (brings back weird memories of a youth long long ago!).  The Reading Room Cafe  is a fairly new cafe in the western suburbs of Melbourne, and it does evoke some memories of grabbing a dodgy coffee in my university days. Yet there is not a dodgy thing about this place! Its all class. The coffee is sublime and the food is on another level of amazingness! I have never been disappointed here and its always sure to take me to a happy place! 

Darby and I settle down and order drinks, then looking at their High Tea menu, we couldn't go past the Scones with Jam and cream! Not only were these the best Scones and Jam/Cream combo I think I have ever ever had (so light and delicate and fluffy)  it really did conjure up memories of Devonshire teas that I scoffed at every chance I got on my holiday gone by and of England, the country I really fell in love with!  
(I really want to know their secret scone  recipe,  mine are always like rocks!!) 
The chef often comes out of the kitchen to see how every ones meals are, which I find endearing. We tell her they are the best scones we have evvvver had and she was really chuffed!
 

After we had scoffed the scones (and all the jam and cream) we headed back to the car. Opposite our car was a tiny park, and by tiny, I mean just a set of swings! That was all. 

Darby immediately ran to them and hopped on. I was close behind and we took turns pushing each other on them. I was scared those lovely scones were now being swirled around in our stomachs and it might not have been such a great idea! (Visions of cleaning up vomit would ruin any happy moment)

Yet we couldn't help but keep swinging, it made us both giggle with such childhood abandonment (check out the video!! - it says it all!) I just had to let go of any fear that we may be feeling a little ill after it. 

The jolt of activity actually really warmed us up (its good exercise swinging and pushing) and made us forget about the freezing cold day.  This moment just topped off another wonderful window of happiness in our lives. 

Linking up today over with Fi at  My Mummy Daze for Windows of Happiness, a gorgeous Sunday linkup! 

Until next time, 

My Window of Happiness

One of my favourite blogger's Fi over at My Mummy Daze came up with this gorgeous link up "Windows of Happiness".  She  started it while I was away, and as much as I had many things and moments to be happy about on my holiday, It was only until I arrived home that the true happiness in my life hit me, well more like came leaping and bounding towards me. 

So whilst I deliriously struggled with jet lag, I was also deliriously happy to be back with my little man. 

Our first morning together we slept in, and then we played silly games in bed where we go into the secret cave (under the covers) and tell each other funny stories  about super heroes and Paris and my holiday. Darby laughs until his tummy hurts, and I cant help but tear up, the emotions of my arrival home are still raw and it will take awhile for me not to tear up at the thought of being away for so long. Its all these simple moments that make me so happy.

We dressed, (Darby layered fashionably 3 of the t-shirts I brought back for him) and I looked in the cupboard for cereal, and the fridge for milk - Nope. I looked in the freezer for bread, no luck there either. I found some out of date breakfast biscuits at the back of the pantry, but I was scraping the barrel with these. After coming back to a house with no food, it seemed we were going to have to go out. Damn. (Secretly I didn't mind  at all!) 

And what a way to celebrate my return,  breakfast at one of my many favourite coffee shops close to home. I was desperate to have a decent coffee hit as well after not drinking much in 3 weeks, and I  needed the caffeine to keep that jet lag at bay. 

Yet it was the conversations we had over breakfast that made me happier. Darby and I had so much to catch up on. With only limited phone conversations and a couple of quick Skype sessions while I was away, We really hadn't spoken to each other in quite awhile.  We swapped stories about his adventures with his dad and grandparents and I told him all about Oxford, Mauritius and Paris. I even threw in some french greetings for good measure (never know when he is going to need to say thanks in French, I'm sure it will come in handy one day!)

We ate some yummy food, me, poached eggs on toast and him, porridge with rhubarb. It was delicious and better than anything I could have whipped up at home. Each time the waitress came over he would proudly exclaim, "My mum got this t-shirt in London - she came back on a plane last night, we went to pick her up at the airport" (I love how little kids over share with random people)

We enjoyed our little breakfast, my heart brimming full with happiness. 
I consider these simple moments in my life so so special, they lift me up and get me through the weeks.. 
So this has been a great start at trying to capture "My windows of Happiness"

Until Next time 

Life is too short for Crappy Coffee