Someone had a much better sleep last night, and is back to his usual shoutypants self this morning. Still a tad raspy, but he had a good old chew on my hair just before, so he's obviously on the up. Mummy's day off today, so Bunky has a date with his playmates this afternoon. Daddy has a date with work. Oh, the injustice.
I love this last one. He was engrossed with his makeshift cardboard trumpet, and was totally and utterly oblivious to me: