Well the McNasty incident was just the start of things to come. Ivy has come down with a wicked virus and spent the last three days wrapped around my side..If I attempt to peel her off, she makes the motion that would normally go with screaming the house down except she has no voice… The first 24 hours of having sick children, you think “Oh poor baby” but I’m now at “Oh poor, poor Mummy”. It’s exhausting. In an attempt to pass ten minutes, I got the camera out yesterday – you would never know she’s ill in these but I promise you, it’s all smoke and mirrors..I just skipped over the grizzly ones. You can see where she’s started to turn on me with the dribbling/spitting image. It was all downhill from there.

It’s a non stop variety show with Luca and Mason.

I find them in the garden last week. Burying a wooden chest. As you do. The chest held all manner of essential items including this lightbulb..Luca, being the complete ham that he is, says “Hey Mum, I have an idea” and pops it over his head…. :p. Their favourite saying these days, mid-pesting, is “C’mon Mum, do it for the face”..and they put on the mock sweet expressions you see below. It never works. Well almost never.

Finally, Mason in the morning. The only time he slows down…