The Things Parents Keep

I made this when I was ickle (as in primary school ickle), my Mum never threw it out and now just my Dad is the custodian.

Arrived back home tired and in pain (apparently I tried to do too much this weekend).

Ferd cried when he saw me and is now stuck to me like glue he pined for me, he has never done that before, I feel like a bad Mummy :(