It was the weekend of camping, cricket scoring ...and crutches.
Oh. Yes. While the big kids were rushing about, being all official, counting things and putting up tents and frying bacon and conquering climbing towers, our favourite little kid was having to sit down a lot. Because Little E..
...has fractured his foot! Something unpleasant to do with a metal pole, I heard. Didn't sound nice.
It's almost exactly a year since I did the same thing, so we've been texting.
How is your poor foot today? I wrote
Sore, it came back, in one word. Poor Little E! He's in plaster and has been getting about with the help of a natty pair of yellow crutches. Let's keep our fingers crossed for him: he's due to go on holiday in a couple of weeks.
The rest? It was a jalfrezi eating, fish n chip supper munching, new Game of Thrones DVD watching, whatever Dad wants, Dad gets kind of weekend. And a two trips to the campsite, bathroom basin fixing, lawn mowing, new mattress buying one too, so he put in the hours, we can't deny it. Lucky it was a present giving weekend too, then.
Me? I'm taking a sneaky peek at one of those Father's Day gifts. They think they're being funny, but actually there's some good stuff in here..
Louise, Jo, Deb, Ruth, Barbara, Helena, Eileen, Mary-Lou, Ladkyis, Sheena, Fiona all gave us a wave last week. I'm waving back to all of you, and all of you and wishing us all a good start to the week. Have a great one.