Where You Ate Breakfast

The kitchen table. Coffee and toast.

In a normal week I don't normally get to have breakfast on a Wednesday. When L is working and the kids are with Grandma and Grandad I just don't have the time on a morning. Ok, I could get up earlier but my alarm going off at ten past six is early enough. I don't starve though but what I might grab at work is probably pretty unhealthy compared to a bowl of cornflakes. I should have porridge at work like some of the other people in the office!

Louis was funny today at bedtime. After he'd gone to bed we could hear his talking Woody from Toy Story. Naturally I assumed he was pulling the string but the shouts for attention and calls that there was something wrong with Woody meant he was not happy. I found Woody on the floor talking to himself every now and then and a Louis who I think was a little freaked out. I fixed Woody but Louis still insisted I remove him from the room and close his bedroom door. Louis never has his bedroom door closed!