Monkey Boy’s birthday.
As Grumpy was going to work in the evening, and we had “where’s my presents, where’s my presents, where’s my presents” etc from the time Monkey Boy got up until well past the time I had my morning coffee, we gave him his presents.
A huge Captain Underpants activity book, and an even huger Lego thing. A train, which we discovered, upon opening the box after school, had something equivalent to 486, 923 teensy pieces which all came together to form an engine and various other equally essential bits required in a train yard.
The cupcakes were taken up to school at ten past 3, and I got to sit around and watch show and tell and then the
