Cornflower

A typical Sunday for us. We had church today, with a bit of drama with the lift. I'd organised a lift with one of the ladies from church, only for her to let me know last night that she was on the band and needed to be at church by 8:30. So I asked in the WhatsApp group I've made to organise lifts, if someone else was able to (I explained why). Thankfully, another of the ladies offered right away.

I was down to help with the toddlers during the service, which is an unpredictable group to look after. Sometimes, there will only be five or six little ones, other weeks there's more. Today there were twelve, including Little Man. It was pretty intense, with several nappy changes to do and squabbles to mediate. We had two babies who weren't walking and needed to be monitored the whole time (their parents were doing the older kids groups). Little Man was very clingy and had to be distracted by almost all means possible (thankfully I didn't need to give my phone).

We got home and spent it relaxing. I was able to watch the Spanish Grand Prix, whilst Little Man had Paw Patrol on. It was a good race. Another Mclaren One Two, with Max Verstappen getting a grid penalty and landing on P10.

We had fish and chips for dinner, and are all ready for bed, with the exception of our teeth. I'm letting Little Man play whilst his hair dries. He's back at nursery tomorrow so it can't be a super late night for him.