Its almost 10am. We have people coming over at 11 and the kids to be picked up at 10.
I need to nick up to the post office as well.
Grumpy has double booked the kids for a play date up the road, so I encourage him to reschedule.
Which he does. He rings and invites everyone to our place for a play.
Then we’re out for dinner at a friends at 5.30 and I have to make dessert.
So, I’m making a mud cake, whilst picking kids up, entertaining 6 children, 2 friends who have never met, getting the kids bathed and dressed for dinner, ice the cake and out the door on time.
If only wine tasted good.