Sickie.

Day 3 of Logan's having a cough drama and he's declared himself too ill to attend nursery. He's had a day of lolling around with lots of stories, lots of games of cards and lots of cuddles.

I made some cakes in the afternoon while he napped. I got my grams and ounces a little confused so we have some VERY buttery cakes which consequently didn't really rise.

I'm also on a quest to find something to wear to a friends wedding which is very soon. I have actually spied a rather nice sixties-ish shift dress but it's black - what's the rules on wearing black to a wedding, yay or nay? It does have white polka dots all over it...