hello all
how we all diddling?
kew, it's horrible when they wail at drop-off, isn't it? but don't worry, when i dropped dd off (who also cried..must be monday morning syndrome ) ds looked happy as larry (who is LARRY please anyone?) and came running up to me giggling and quacking (!) trying to take my coat off. would have far preferred to stay and play with their little gang...
foxie,,poor you having breast thrush but great for a doctor to have a bit of common sense...
oh god, it's a pain having 'viewers" isn't it? when we were trying to sell the cottage, ds1 and ds2 kept asking what had happned to their toys as we shoved them away in the boot of the car (to create illusion of trendy space suitable for young trendy couple) but left them in there for weeks.
and got fed-up spending half my salary on fresh flowers..
but keeping my fingers crossed for you..
got ds1 off school with very sore throat. hoping he's ok to go in tomorrow.
COV...it is just so (comparatively) more civilized when they're older, isn't it? I'm taking ds1, 8, back to the tate modern, just the two of us, on sat as he was so hacked off leaving early due to dd being with us last week..
am ridiculously looking forward to it because
*one-to-one time with ds1
- love the tate modern
- love the cafe
but, equally, it's just so EASY.....i love the toddler stage but, let's face it, they're bonkers and all-consuming, aren't they?
right, back to work
have a good day everyone
toodlepip