Just got back from a Spanish holiday. It was great but I am a bit disappointed I didn't manage to try local paella!

I think I earned a bit of tan despite hiding under a massive umbrella and Factor 50 most of the time.

As if we live next door to the Queen

My six-year-old came up to me and said, 'Mum, it's Queen Elizabeth's birthday on Tuesday. Are we going to her party?'

I managed to stop myself from laughing and asked him instead, 'Why? Do you want to go?' as if it's the normal type of conversation in my household.

He said, 'No. I don't really want to. We will have to walk on a long red carpet and there will be lots of photographers there. If it's only Daddy doing the photos, I won't mind.'

Moving on...

We have moved house a few minutes' walk to my son's school.

It's been a couple of weeks already and we haven't unpacked everything yet.

Still stressed.

Today with K

Me: What's that smell?!
Him: Oh, I just disinfected the toilet with detox!
Me: You mean dettol?
Him: Yeah, that.

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Zak: And they have sausages, chips, cakes...
Him: Oh no. They're not always good for your heart and archeries!
Me: Ar-te-ries!
Him: Yeah, that.

Allegiance

We all went to my citizenship ceremony at the start of the year. But my recent 'Britishness' has confused Zak. So he asked me in no uncertain terms:

MUMMY, IF YOU'RE ALREADY BRITISH, WHY DO YOU STILL LOOK FILIPINO?!

Lewis is 3 today