Oh Gigi sweets, I'm so sorry. Just what you don't need right now. I wish I could be there to give you a hug - cyber hugs just seem so inadequate sometimes.

Suse - you are freaking me out
Maz, you're not the first person to tell me that you know.

What's a dutch auction? Is it where you get a free pair of clogs with every purchase?

OK, on the joys of seeing nappies hanging on the line/clothes horse... Does anyone else colour coordinate when arranging them on the clothes horse? I even have nappies which 'go together' in a particular wash cycle, just because they look good next to each other on the line.

Euan fell asleep at 9:00 - we would have kept him in his nappy (he was still in a sposie) but then he woke at 11:00 so we figured we might as well change him into a night nappy (which turned out to be another sposie due to the copious amounts of Sudocream needed on his poor little red bum, it's in a spot that is just not good for liners). I'm just slathering on the cream before doing up the nappy, so his bum's in the air, when he pees everywhere. And no, everywhere is not an exaggeration. Right at this point, DP starts sneezing constantly, like about fifteen sneezes in a row. I think he reacts to the Sudocream. This freaked Euan a bit, who starts crying his little tired eyes out. We get him settled and get the wee cleaned up. Take two, I wipe off all of the cream, because half of it was covered in wee and smeared all over the table, start again, dry his bum properly (it's so humid up here), put on more cream, go to do the nappy up.... yep - pees AGAIN. We're all getting pretty cranky by this stage, and when I get cranky, Euan gets cranky (you'd think I'd learn by now). DP is still sneezing by the way... Take three, I've just put on the cream (after waiting a good minute to make sure he's finished), and out comes a last little dribble, which luckily I caught with a cloth, so we didn't end up with a take four. A good thing too, because we were starting to run out of sposies (and I had long since run out of patience).

(And that's my funny story for the day)

WOHB: A bleeping sposie (see above), about a kilo of Sudocream, with wool soaker over the top for luck.