Land of the Silver Birch

perpetual child motion from picking up the boys around 5:30 until, ooh, about 10 minutes ago...

The whole evening thus far has been accompanied by Tom, at the top of his lungs, singing this. Somewhat more wholesome than what I was listening to yesterday.

He appears to be entering a Canadian phase.

You may also note from this image that Milo has been at the shoe rack again. Finding a pair in the morning is becoming something of a challenge.