The doctor will see you now...

Day 1 of the summer holidays consisted of a 3am and 6am wake up, hanging out washing, rearranging washing, hanging out more washing, trying to negotiate with an over tired, irrational 5 year old, changing countless nappies, doing a big shop which turned into a humongous shop. Oh and having a heart transplant performed by no1 son on his bedroom floor with babba girl at my side and poorly boy sat on my legs, ready to assist the doctor...