The Gymnastics Competiton (again)

Monkey Boy’s gymnastics competition this afternoon, whereby I must leave at same time as Grumpy Pants heads off to work, thus highlighting the fact that I, yet again, get to do this on my own with three kids. As the 23 alarms – so as to ensure that I have…

Oh no! Not sick?

Awoke at some reasonable hour, after waking after some reasonable hours, what with sleeping in a room with four other Mums-on-the-loose. Taking turns in showers, packing and swearing about lack of decent coffee, we head off to DFO and a cafe for breakfast … a variety bacon, eggs, sausages, hash…