Cupcakes delivered to school for the singing of Happy Birthday in class, whilst I was at the (overly crowded, pre-Christmas) supermarket purchasing goods for cake making in the afternoon, and party food eating for tomorrow.
Collect Godzilla from kinder and commence making cake for tomorrow’s party.
Godzilla, having learnt that cake baking with me is not fun for him, went off to play happily and returns to the kitchen sometime later. On his scooter.
Which is strictly forbidden inside the house.
But, somehow, he felt it a good idea to zoom around the kitchen whilst Mummy was in