A fairy's woe....

No one, it seems, can come to my party.

Want a flawless face?

So I'm yapping again....

note to self: Get your fringe cut girl. Your hair looks rubbish.

He came, he saw, he conquered!

Oh Pants!

You are getting your child ready to go to the childminders house. You realise there no clean knickers in the drawer. You put her dress on and decide you will grab her a clean pair from the laundry basket when you are back downstairs.

You get the Boy dressed. You get yourself dressed. You get out the house.

An hour later you get a polite but firm phonecall. It's the childminder with news of my knickerless child and her overactive bowels.

The shame.

N.B: I collected Little P via M&S and the florists.