I have to admit I get a little ratty in the school holidays. Terrible thing to admit. My beautiful boys get a little too noisey. A little too grumpy with each other. But then this happens. Cooper wrote this message himself, without any hints from me! Nice.
We are getting a little bit excited about Christmas. Two more sleeps. There are already lots of pressies under the tree. One from my beloved which I can't quite figure out. And there is one from me to him, which he will never work out! That's the joy of Christmas.