Big kid better, back at school. Little one sat on my lap chuntering away with a fever.

Little one is a good few months behind with his talking. Putting the grocery shopping away this morning, he spotted something*, went over to Mum and said, “Come on!” Took her to the object of interest in the kitchen and said, “What’s that?!”

*🍫

Tried my emergency coffees beans. They look and smell burnt. Taste like Costa coffee. Not great, but better than nothing, I guess.

Strep throat and scarlet fever reported at my son’s school. That might explain Kid A’s sore throat, cough and temperature…

Postie has delivered! ☕☕☕☕☕

I have drunk all the coffee. The end.

Who gives their postie a Christmas box?

Kids rearranged all the furniture last night to recreate the space rocket from Wallace and Gromit’s ‘A Grand Day Out’. Zion is wearing his space suit and helmet, and holding some space poop, which can heal wounds

It’s started.

Little one ate his usual two Weetabix for breakfast. Now he’s sat on my lap helping himself to my cornflakes.