Tuesday 28th July 2020
The pace of our mornings when Erroll is at work is something from a marathon sprint athletic mini movie. Insane how the babies and Kingsley need a turn around of food clothing nappies uniform food milk water new socks (forever walking out onto the wet patio in their socks) let alone checking home work and adjudicating rough play. Plonking two babies in their pram and fastening belts is an act of tug o war the only collateral I have is their bottles of milk. Once in mouths the babies relax into their pram and then we’re out the gate en route to CPS praying we don’t get drenched and be late.
