Amy is 9 shortly and is so excited about her disco that we have planned for Saturday. Though it's a bit touch and go whether we'll be able to go ahead with it, as this has been the scene at our house today.
A poorly girl with a tummy bug and a tired mummy alternating between sprinting around with a bucket, ploughing through a rather large (and still growing) laundry pile and (in the calmer moments) a little wristwarmer knitting.
I have everything crossed in the hope that she's better for the weekend, that the rest of us don't get it (thankfully Toby already had it last week) and that I have enough wool to finish these!
