I do not appear often in this blog, but had to have Marc take a photo of this.
I need to explain.
Last night Marc and I found ourselves pushed out of bed by not one, but two short people (aka children).
Miss Molly woke up with a "runny nose". and tottered off to the bathroom to blow it. She came back with wadds of toilet paper.
Being her attentve mother I gave her a cuddle and settled down to sleep.
It was only in the morning we discovered (which apparently Molly knew but as usual did not panic or complain about), that the runny nose was a blood nose. Sheet duvet, PJ's "the lot".
As we had just done a spring clean and were waiting for the new bedding from the church to arrive I had to resort to my backup pillowcase.
Mimi and Dad, do you remember this??
Sleep tight tonight Claire.
