Rory Blue Eyes

There are some things my Mum can keep to herself. This particularlry nasty sore throat and flu like symptoms being one of them. It's vile.

The little two seem to have it too, so a day off for Rory. We sorted out their bedroom, it looks great now. A slightly tired Rory = a funny one.

'Look Mum, I've found some money' he said, showing me 7p. 'That's nice, you can keep it' Said I. 'When can I get some more?' he asked. 'What for?' 'For going skiing with when I'm bigger.' Was his reply. Of course.

Later he found Farrah's new purse. 'Farrah, Farrah, can I have your money?' he bellowed up the stairs. She trotted down and I could hear them negotiating how much he could have. 'Rory, why do you want Farrah's pennies?' I asked. 'To go skiing when I am older'. Well, the boy has ambition.

Just before this photo he said 'Look what I can not do.', opening his mouth wide and releasing a small whimper. 'I can not scream'.

MAybe I do have something to thank my Mum for afterall.....

Mx