Days where you roam around the house, still in your flannelette pjs and old ugg boots that over time have moulded to the shape of your feet.

No one is coming to visit, and you know you don’t have to be anywhere for hours.

No rushing through the shower, making lunches, screaming at children.

It’s just peaceful and warm.

I had never really noticed how much calmer I feel when surrounded in fleecy, odd-matching material that will never see the light of day.

My boys spilling their milk all down the front of their dressing gowns simply doesn’t faze me in the slightest.

Or that face still covered in peanut butter coming right in for cuddle smack bang in the middle of my top.

In fact, it’s not until there is the realisation that we are out of bread and eggs that I reluctantly get dressed.

School holidays can bring out the very best and the very worst in so many of us.

Those lazy mornings are certainly a highlight for me, but come mid-afternoon, when boys on scooters come screaming around the kitchen bench because it’s too wet to be outside, I remember how nice the school term is.

But one of the highlights of this school holiday has come in the shape of a simple conversation with my eight-year-old.

We were discussing the best thing about not being at school.

At first it was hard because he just loves school and misses his friends and his teachers.

However after a while, as I led the conversation with the things I loved about there being no school, he simply said to me that he loved that I didn’t have to wear lipstick.

This did seem a little strange to me, so he did some explaining… 

He said he liked that I could kiss him one hundred times and my face didn’t get stuck to his cheek.

Evidently this is very annoying, especially when he is in his classroom.

He also said I smiled more when I didn’t have lipstick on.

I asked him why he thought that was the case.

He said because my lips weren’t gooey so they smiled easier.

Forget fancy trips away or extravagant outings, it seems he is just enjoying his mum being relaxed and ‘slopping' around the house with him.

Kids don’t really need as much as we think they do.

Often, it’s the simple things that can mean the most to our families.

Like flannelette pyjamas’, a mum who is smiling and the absences of sticky kisses.

Happy holidays!