We need a turner-upper pronto

Took the 'phews to try on some suits today and it was a nightmare, the littlest pulled the emergency pull in the disabled cubicle, refused to get undressed, and when finally in the suit pulled the tags off seconds after I decided to not buy them, while the eldest licked the mirror, and locked himself in another cubicle. I hope they aren't in this wild mood on the big day, luckily they are cute so they somehow get away with it! Not my ideal Friday night!

My legs still kill from spin, it's hard to get off the toilet, and stairs have to be taken slowly, my heart goes out to all old people, this must be how it feels!