Getting the message across

Well, I have to say thank you first to all the lovely people who found my 300th blip yesterday, despite my thoughtless omission of big numbers to advertise it! These anniversaries really give you a chance to let that lovely blip warmth wash over you. And it's only 64 blips to the next one - hurrah!

Valentine's Day passed incognito in this house, as has been the case since the second 14 Feb that me and Mr B have been together. I seem to remember that the first year I bullied him into buying me a card, which then didn't really feel very romantic, surprisingly enough. So now we studiously ignore it. Or so I thought... while I was cleaning the bathroom today Mr B showed up with a glass of something pink and bubbly, muttered something, and wandered off back to the rugby. Me with loo brush in one hand and champagne flute in the other might have made a good blip, but I just thought of that now and all the bubbly's gone so....

.... instead here are a couple of pages I discovered after the kids had gone to bed. I thought they'd been getting on really well today - hardly any tears and recriminations at all. Apparently not. Still, at least me and Mr B are in the clear with Katherine.

Blip friends arriving tomorrow for a little visit, so I must off and study the house through the eyes of an 18 month old to check for hazards....