Feathered Friend

Morning brought a no longer vomiting Smallest Boy but a definitely subdued Smallest Boy. He stayed at home with Grandma while I took Princess to school. Then I came home and faffed about a bit to avoid going up in the loft. Then we all went to meet ClareClare for a Cheeky to avoid going up in the loft. Then it was home and time for me to make lunch to avoid going up in the loft.

Then I went up into the loft. I spent a considerable amount of time moving stuff around and making it look like several bombs had gone off. Then I escaped did the school run to breath some fresh, none dusty air!

On my return, Mum suggested I bring the clothes downstairs to sort out. I mentioned that this wouldn't be a good idea. But then Lily and Bella joined in. So we did.

By the time we had finished, the were 10 large plastic storage boxes filled and labelled with clothes to grow into. And 6 full black sacks of clothes to go to the charity shop. Oh and MrRoly's work space is now filled with all sorts of useful things that will now be car booted, free cycled or tipped in the near future!