I have had this song by Yaz circa 1998 as my mantra today. After an iffy start today we were certainly on the way up. It was the only way after yesterday. Spencer was the sickest, but a bag of twisties seemed to bring him back to life. We also got a new addition to our costume (!) collection. It was meant to be held until his birthday, but he carried on so much that Nan gave in and he got to be Woody.

While I was in there waiting to be drenched, I found a bag of felt pieces that I have been actively looking for for the past year. We have a heap of little white felt dots that I have a plan for. Alexander and I dyed them with food colouring but I will let you know what happens.




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