I’m getting the last few things in the morning. My friend is minding no.4 and her own little boy, my ‘Adopted’ one, and I’m going to be on the loose. A mad dash to get those things we usually forget. Plus, it’s no.1’s birthday on Friday, so I need to get her an outfit for her Big Day. She has opted for a shopping trip followed by McDonalds and two friends to sleepover. It’s all go!
We took our little boy to see Santa in Arnotts, Dublin. The best Santa I’ve ever seen (apart from Miracle on 34th Street, the original) He was very blase about the whole thing until Santa said “Bob the Builder” He was alert then!