The (very) dirty secrets of a sleep deprived mum

imageLast night I managed to knock my hairbrush into the toilet while my son was in the process of doing a wee.

He’s three, so he still sits down to pee, and yet somehow the brush still managed to slip through the infinitesimal gap created between the back of the toilet seat and his miniature scale bottom.┬áThe┬álack of Continue reading