The joy of the boy

Another quick weekend and back to a busy day at work. Today, the boy went to a child minder for the first time. As with all firsts with the children, it was an anxious affair but thankfully he loved it.

I often don't appreciate just how hard the wife works with the kids. I think three children is enough to drive anyone up the wall so I'm pleased she can regain her sanity for at least once a week anyway!

Needless to say, Elliot was his usual reluctant self at bedtime so he ended up downstairs, launching DVDs about and emptying the contents of his toy box. The wife attempted to pacify him with her iPhone as you can see but I think this may have got launched as well.

Thierry returned for The Arsenal tonight to brighten up a mind numbing cup tie with Leeds. Obviously he scored and papered over the cracks for another week!

I'm writing this at 12.29am so may as well just stay up as Elliot is due a cry soon. That cry means I sleep in a bed made for toddlers.

Oh the joy. Wouldn't change it for the world though;)