Driving Miss Daisy

Today the boys were karting in Newport, but I was driving miss Daisy instead (private joke: I was playing chauffeur for the evening for a 90 year old lady called Daisy). Funny how things work out, eh?

I want to blog a photo of Jack, but I'm in Cheltenham for the weekend & limited to my PDA & GPRS connection for the minute. Jack has been trying to knock down two storey, red brick houses with his head. He's got a great big bruised cut on his forehead. Little bruiser! The blood scared his mum more than him, although he had a good cry. It's hard, this learning to walk malarkey! I'll try & post it tomorrow.

By Sam on April 10, 2004 11:24 PM | No Comments | No TrackBacks