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