Narwhal

Oh oh oh what a night that was. Charley was sick after putting him to bed, sick again after all the sheets and pyjamas were changed and he'd settled and fallen asleep, and sick several more times after I'd convinced a tired Ben to try to get some sleep and taken Charley downstairs. I think it was more from not having had enough to drink - it was very mucussey, than from a virus thank goodness. He's not been sick since. Steve, at 2.30am once we finally thought it safe to go to bed again, elected to sleep in the boys' room so if it turned into a hellish night at least one of us would be rested for today. As it turned out we all slept and finally surfaced at gone 10am!

Pyjama day though, well and truly. Steve went out in the evening to see a friend in Brighton, then on to smallgroup; and I managed to cook cheese sauce and pasta and get us all into bed without trauma or collapse. Not bad. Highlight of the day was Ben coming and announcing "I'm sad that I don't have any narwhal toys." Followed swiftly by "I have an idea! Let's MAKE one!" So we did. And this is it.

AND Charley stayed asleep in the evening just long enough for me to draw hooves, antlers and noses on all my mini reindeer cards before stirring!

Still haven't seen the final of Masterchef though. Ben woke up mid-way through and wanted his mummy back...