I had to leave B at nursery this morning, crying his eyes out saying he wanted to be at home. The teachers were brilliant and just took him away from me, but I walked out crying. I'm sure he's fine. I just hate it though.
I'm just starting to watch 'P.S. I love you' and am currently listening to the worst Irish accent ever. It's on a par with Dick Van Dyke in 'Mary Poppins'.
Laters.
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