While the Cat's away...

So Rob left this morning for a weekend in the French Alps with his younger brother Tom. A snowboarding break funded by his parents. You'd imagine in his absence I'd feel fairly hard done to, but not so at all!

My Fairy Godmother (aka my mum!) arrived yesterday afternoon and is staying until Tuesday! This is BETTER than the French Alps by far. Plus I don't have cold and snow to contend with which is a major plus in my book. Plus isn't snowboarding exercise? I don't dabble in exercise either.

My mum being here means I have a 24 hour helper on board and good company to boot. It means that I am possibly the 1st or 2nd person I get dressed in the morning as opposed to my usual rank of 3rd. It means I have 50% or less nappy changes, washing up, reading of the same books over and over and I generally only have to wrestle one child into their carseat instead of my usual two. Sadly but truly this is the good life!

At this rate I might never want Rob to come back.

Or at the very least get my mum to stay forever!