Yawn. Mums are always on the clock; I spent an hour last night, helping this guy out.
I gave up trying to fall asleep, after the second attempt and read through the warren hole of the World Wide Web.
Fully aware, I’d be up again shortly to soothe, clean and calm his ten year old soul. Yep, another six more times.
He always manages to pick up any bugs going around school.
As a creature of such sleepy habits I expected to be tireder this morning. So far, so good.