sliding scales

So today featured one child and a leaking nappy.
That others didn’t realise.
So it leaked on them.
And on the lounge.
The covers of which I had just washed.

And the cat spewing up the hallway.

There was however a trip to Chatswood to this kicky sushi joint.
It’s quite a buzz seeing your kids just helping themselves to little plates of sushi and other assorted delicacies from a moving platform and tucking in.

Dinner was tinned spaghetti on toast.

And because there is just so little to say, some pictures to hustle in on the one of the long lines of cat spew up the hallway:

OH, and Grover got half way up the flight of stairs to Grandmama’s.
On his own.
6.5 months people.
Out.of.control.