Little Man

My sister, Hannah, flew back to Paris this morning. Little Man and I had a rough night and so my parents took him to the airport with them. This allowed me to get a few more hours of sleep, which helped me feel better.

We went to church, as per usual for a Sunday morning. Little Man had a blast at crèche, which gave me the freedom to sit through the service or slip outside for a vape.

This afternoon was relaxed. Little Man didn't sleep but had a quiet time in bed. He's been full of beans and very happy. He decided to wear my hat for a bit and I think he has my genetics for looking fabulous in a hat. He found my mum's notebook rather interesting and she had to remove it from him.