And it’s only 10:30

I was getting out of the shower. What's that sound? I turned the fan off for a second to listen. It was Emma, calling me sadly, "Mummy, I'm throwing up!" So, dripping wet and wrapped in nothing but a towel, I ran downstairs to find her mid-barf in the living room. I rushed her to … Continue reading

V.I.G.

Sarah had a playdate yesterday, so Emma and I walked down to Westboro village after school. Our first stop was Bridgehead, where we sat and had a coffee (for me) and a peanut butter cookie (for her). I secretly ordered Emma a hot chocolate with whipped cream. This isn't something she gets very … Continue reading