One is on Robin's cheek, under his eyes, nice big one. Thanks to the table, which is actually round.
For Benji is a nice bruised nose, thanks to not looking front of him while running "really fast" on the playground, and managed to land with his face on the floor.
So now I not only can be worried because of the "fatso" and how he is over wieght according to the health visitor, but that noone would call social services because of the unusually large amount of bruises on my children.
It was a nice Sunday on the other hand, went swimming to Atherstone, which has the perfect swimming pool, cheap, not many people, but ok sized pool.
Then the sun came out and we went to ride on their bike to the playground while Richard at home baked at a cake. Richard. Baked. A cake. Probably this is the 2nd time since I know him, and that is almost 12 years...
Here still with only one bruised child:
