We decided to have my birthday day out next week as we're all feeling poorly
Sticky Midget Two started it four days ago, and has just started sleeping through again and today Sticky Midget One got ill and threw up on Mr Dotsie. So it could have been worse (it could have been me
). Mr Dotsie and the girls got me a spa day, which I will probably just spend worrying about them, but I won't tell Mr Dotsie that
What's up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don't think so. My glass was full! And it was a bigger glass!