Autumn

Bro4's autumn adventures continued while Bro2 was on a Calpol induced high.
Bro2 is still spiking high temperatures when the wonder drug wears off and I suspect slapped cheek syndrome as the culprit, it's either that or Bro4 bashed him when I wasn't looking.
Bro3 is currently marching round the kitchen reciting his lines for the nativity play, all two of them, on repeat, with feeling.
Bro1 just wants it to be Thursday, his birthday, he knows the Lego he requested is in my room and quite frankly it's torturing him not being able to open the boxes.

I just want a glass of wine.