Thursday 8th June

Woke up with birds this morning and rather than go back to sleep and wake up all thick headed, I was sipping scalding hot coffee by 7am. Unfortunately the mook was a little more difficult to rouse, having bewitched everybody until way past her bedtime last night.
Returned from the nursery to find the usual clothes, shoe and towel bomb had gone off on the second floor of our house, and think that whilst I may have rid the kitchen of ants, we have suffered a reinfestation of the pesky beerious badgerious, although it may be an isolated outbreak.
I had no trouble out of the Mook this afternoon, as in true party princess style she laid her head on a soft, downy velvety pillow whilst watching Bagpuss, and fell asleep. Once she woke up we had the usual park lark, this time bringing Burt the baby along for the fun, as the photo shows.
Usual round of tea, bath, bed for the Mook, whilst I stayed up a bit later, just to watch Big Brother. I fear that this is fast becoming an obsession, but I allow myself this indulgence because it is the first series that I have ever really watched before.
Oh! and I had a lovely card through the post today from K8t's mate, Lou, together with a cute piccy of her son. He looks plumptious!!!