Have had week from hell.

No.1’s officially (after two months pretending it’s not) in relapse.

Boy has lost the ability to fall asleep (11? Every night? Tired enough to fall asleep in class?).

Jolly has decided that twice nightly visit to Mummy are perfectly acceptable.

Bear’s had a cold and is whiny.




After re-instigating the Pants To Be Proud of sticker chart (am thinking of applying for a patent, has worked like a charm for two children now) my girl now poo’s in the toilet. That’s a little slice of happy, anyway, yes?