This morning I had my usual mishaps on the way to work, after being on the DLR a mere two minutes Corran announced to the passengers that his "pee was coming" (he likes to announce it) followed by Father Jack aka Ethan, who was sat on my knee at the time, wet his nappy right through on the my knee.
So now, soaked with baby pee, and in search of a toilet for Corran I got off at Canary Wharf to use the bathroom in the mall. Now I even impressed myself with this as I was able to clean and dry Ethan's trousers using the super efficient Dyson hand dryers, meanwhile I'd thrown my jacket on the tiny sink and unknown to me at the time, my two tiny terrors had turned the tap on, so whilst I was thinking I was more alpha mum then I realised, my jacket was being soaked.
But do you know what? It was the best morning I've had in ages, Martin off doing a job me with the boys, the sun shining!!
Take time to appreciate what you have in life and always hug those you love!
Claire
Well survived! How strange we gave the same sort of sentimental blog on the same day :) x
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