After a full tummy, am much better and okay now. Here’s this morning:
Mummy! Mummy! Where’s Aidan?!
He kept calling out for me to find him. He wasn’t in the storage basket this time. The cheeky little rascal has got a new favourite spot, and EVERYTIME it has to be AFTER I made the bed.
He’s under my doona at the foot of my bed.
Here’s helping me out in the kitchen, not. He found a new toy in the funnel and having heaps of fun pouring water back and forth this and that container.
On the short note, he’s nose is still no better. I may have to resort to using Rhinocort on him, although I know he dislikes the sprays up his nose.