choo lookin' at??

It doesn't happen very often, the girls are playing trashing upstairs, Elliot is quiet, albeit crunching up a bag of breadsticks, so I make the most of my time and do an online shop.

Oh no, not without the pooch making me feel guilty... Even though her head was at a different angle she still had her eye on me, huffing each time I put something naughty in the pretend basket... If it wasn't for that pesky dawg I'd have a basket full of wine, gin, tonic and Turkish delight!

And now the children are killing each other... Knew it wouldn't last long!!!