I’m not sure why, but Arthur was in a general rage today so I broke out the hair brush which always calms him down. I spent over an hour brushing his hair whilst he played with his cars at my feet – it almost always works when he is angry, stroking his hair works if you don’t have a brush.
It is almost time to send off the Operation Christmas Child boxes so today I checked what I had, bought the last few bits and packed up my two parcels ready to take to church in a couple of weeks time. The open one is for a girl aged 5-9.
Thursday night means sitting in a dim, warm conservatory whilst Tori bounces around in the Learner Pool for half an hour and then cries her way through the shower afterwards. At least I get a fair bit of reading done.