"I think they're on to us..."

If there was any doubt that the wee man might escape the effects of jet-lag it was emphatically ruled out last night.

Waking almost hourly and then defiantly refusing to sleep at 2am, Daddy finally caved and woke up for some more midnight play time. Eventually I managed to coax him back to our bed by about 5am, where he remained for the next few hours.

You'd never guess he was sleep deprived though. He was in great spirits again today, especially when we met up with James and Ollie for a boys day out.