Clare and I are both working. Isaac refused to go to bed, and to be fair to him he does not seem tired - well at least he was not at ALL tired at 8pm. So he sat down here for ages, then Clare took him to bed just now.
He is now out on the landing again, saying 'What's the problem, I not in bed Mummy.' The first time he said that i laughed and spat on my laptop screen.
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