next up

All vague planning for something to do today went out of the window at some point overnight to be replaced by bumbling around sleepily and popping out to soothe our red-rimmed eyes in the cool air and to buy some junior ibuprofen. We should technically be over the worst of the sleep-in-your-cot training cycle but the coughing and bonus pokey-outey molars are doing their best to try and disrupt things.