Caked Out

[Insert something witty/profound/humorous/humbling/heartwrenching that refers to birth of second child 11 years ago – something for the masses] I would do it, but after yesterday’s running around shenanigans, whereby Monkey Boy was transported to the doctor for a checkup on his “I feel off a cliff and broke my arm”…

The Not All Bad Birthday

I did that thing (or one of those things) that I, personally, abhor having done to me, i.e. sending invites home with six days notice. Mind you, I could easily have got away with it, as every parent rang and said “I’m so sorry, I was only just handed the…