Last night was quieter …

It’s highlight being the cuddle I enjoyed from an adorable 8mth old baby boy, and then the girly-chat with his lovely mum en-route to hospital.

Barging loudly, and less adorably, into my quiet bedroom this afternoon was my own 13yr old son.

He said he was looking for the Hoover.

The Hoover??

Now I really do need to lie down.