“Bleurumph!” I stated, quite categorically, as Daddy blundered into my room and banged on the lights yesterday morning. Normally I would have been up at least 40 minutes earlier, pretending not to read the book I had surreptitiously stashed under my feet the night before.
Without going into distasteful detail, let’s say I was off school with a tummy bug. I languished in bed listening to 1D whilst the Bug reluctantly donned his uniform and attempted to resist the inevitable school-run. I was still drowsing and disgruntled in my bed, so I received a Powerade and a cuddle, and was left to my own devices. Once I was absolutely sure there was no danger of a late entry to my classroom I perked up a bit.
So I set about getting Mummy active, as I fully recovered from my afflictions, in time to create some fabulously crucial Christmas items:
Job done, I then lazed on the sofa and took in a couple of Barbie films before declaring that I was hungry, but didn’t know what I could possibly manage to eat, apart from these:
Needless to say I’ll be going back to school today 😀