This morning...

Well - it seems to be going along the same lines as yesterday. Obviously the aliens haven't returned my daughter yet. But they will be pleased with the changeling when they take her back - we've learnt some signing (from Cbeebies), done more colouring, ate all our breakfast (after making it herself), and scolded her baby sister for drawing on the walls in green felt tip, but in a nice way.

All that and it's only 9.30am.

However, today is another bus day. Due to DH taking a few days off this week for one reason or another, his work van was left at work - so he took the Disco to work this morning. We're all going to finish getting dressed (half naked little people tearing around the living room as we speak), and then catch the bus into town. The buggy is in the back of the truck, so we'll go do some market shopping for fresh stuff and then get home in time for lunch and naps.

At which point, I guess I should do something about the laundry monster that is threatening to take over the entire landing, and maul passing children. That's if I can evict the dog, who now considers it his new bed. He makes himself a nest in the heap and snores.