Gin o clock

Sometimes Gin is the answer… long after you’ve forgotten the question. 

Today is one of those days: 

Countless epic tantrums, a carrier bag filled with soiled underwear, bumped knees, cross words and many, many tears before bedtime… and that was just me! 

 

So, Gin o clock it is! 

 Cheers mummies!


 

…and breathe. 

 

Now, to wipe down the baby, currently disguised as Mr Mashed Potato Head… Gah! 

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