Nuts in my hair

A very lazy day in the garden today. Grumpy DIY Dad (his hangover didn't help) was building Squidge's new wendyhouse and I was on childcare duties. Except that I fell asleep in the sun (my all time favourite thing to do!) much to his annoyance as he slaved away.

As revenge he sent me on a wild goose chase in a hot car (away from my sunlounger) for sealant and Ronseal. I eventually found them at a gardening and DIY place in Wilmslow. I returned victorious to find out he didn't need them anymore and was in the shower getting ready for his night out. Sense of humour failure!

After he left, Squidge and I popped down to Alderley for a play in the park and a trip to Waitrose.

Home and she was absolutely exhausted (the heat wipes her out) so wasn't much fun to bath and get to bed. As I was brushing her hair tonight she said "Why are you brushing my hair Mummy, is it to get the nuts out?" Just brilliant.