The Other Kind of Morning

Some days it is all Lovely Robins, and walks in the woods. And some days it is all You had better stay home from school this morning so we can watch that eye, and OHHHHHHEW! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH YOUR TOE?!  followed by at least 20 minutes of ‘torture’, or at least that is what the neighbours probably thought was happening while I cleaned an infected foot this morning.

I will save you further imagery than that, my dear friends. Needless to say we both want a do over on this morning.

Scones for breakfast anyone?



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