Feed the birds...

...not quite tuppence a bag.

If it wasn't for my sons beaming smile today when he returned from his school trip to London to see War Horse at the National Theatre I would have said today was up there with utter pants days.

Little Miss E was coughing most of the night, high temperature then threw up this morning, just as my work was trying to get hold of me. So no school for either of us. However, I did call in to get some work to bring home and on the way managed to wave Munchkin 1 off on the coach outside school.

Little miss E slept most of the morning and I caught up too having had a terrible nights sleep and miserable emails to reply to. But she picked up in the afternoon, and as I needed to get some fridge essentials decided to take her out with me and her granny who's staying for the week. So we fed the ducks which she and the ducks enjoyed immensely as she's not quite grasped the concept of little pieces of bread!

Picked up munchkin 1 tonight when the coach got back and he was beaming ear to ear, which made my day. Big cuddles all round and he told me all about their trip and lunch out in London, and no one was horrid so that made it even better.

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