heron22 awwwww. I'll send you a ((((hug)))) As DH has reminded me several times today, I'm not his mother He's right of course, I'm not. However, K isn't old enough to take that £5 note from him yet and go and get a card and some cheap flowers.
My older ones descended just in time for the pizzas coming out of the oven. I made nice sandwiches remembering who likes/doesn't like what. They all sat around in the kitchen, teasing each other, talking, older DD showing off her iphone etc etc. Much laughter and noise from them Reminds me of when they all lived at home. K was passed around as each of them had a hug and she was very accommodating
Anyway, they've all gone off to do their own things now so it's just myself, DH and K until later when DSS gets home. I've already told him in advance I'm not cooking today I bet I end up cooking.
I sneaked 5, yes 5, doritos from the bag and was left wanting lots more. I've not taken the tablet today although I'm still fearing for my bowels (I hear you JJ and my hearfelt sympathies are winging their way to you and your baboon botty). That was my treat for today.
JJ arm yourself with a packet of Imodium as a just in case for tomorrow. You really don't want to have an accident at a funeral, or anywhere.
As for the specs, I've now been warned that my eyes will get worse in the not too distant future. I have to have my eyes tested every year as my dad has chronic glaucoma and so did his mother. Once you're over 40 then you're also considered a candidate
mrsb at least you got a lie in. You have to take the small pleasures wherever you can find them once you have a LO in tow. I'd say a lie in was a grand luxury Unlike JJ who got the full set - apart from the toothbrush