One of those evenings..

It’s been one of those evenings.
Nothing particularly wrong with it, just a simple case of trying to cram too much in while caring for children too.

Finally both children were in bed. I headed downstairs to make packed lunches for the next day and do the dishes.
Feeling peckish I put some bread under the grill while I finished my chores.

Cue repeated interruptions from both children.
All I want to do is tidy the kitchen, and collapse on the sofa with some nutella on today and a cup of tea!

I’ll get there eventually.. But aaargh.. Why is it always on night’s when I feel like this that they play up?!

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