Look at your toes

Grotty night
Teething
Up dressed and off to swimming
Woms wasn't keen in doing anything that he couldn't hold onto me for, poor sausage, the was tired, thus grumpy, thus not as compliant as usual. Munchie did well, although I could just see all her strength being zapped out of her during the lesson, she asked to go to bed once home and had a good sleep.

Both enjoyed toddler sense today, apart from when the enormous floating fall landed squarey on Woms head, much screaming. I love the fact that he can use the wooden sticks.

Hasty drive to hairdressers as munch requested a hair cut. She sat beautifully, seriously but loving it.

No other excitement... Unless hopefully moved our broadband across to a better provider than we are with at the moment x