Happy Birthday Chris

only 43!

I didn’t manage to say happy birthday as I dashed out of the house this morning, late for work. I think that summed up my da really. totally dreadful – though not as dreadful as some of the people I work with. Finished on a low note with the suggestion that I come in for a day on my annual leave, as although I requested everything I do on that day to be cancelled, it hasn’t been!

So grumped home – at least car worked. Watched the beans diving about. the pink cakes had been very well received at nursery, and SB very proud. However, in floods of tears about finishing nursery at the end of next month. Hmm, maybe announcement should have been next week?

So she weighed out and helped me make Sarah’s fudge cake recipe, to cheer us both up. Didn’t quite work, as a bit too crispy on top, and gooey underneath, so the 2 layers separating?! Still very nice.

BB had a desultory feed, and fell asleep with Chris whilst I settled SB, so i have done about half a feed all day. Obviously I’m not ready to wean her.