I suppose I should be grateful that it’s not one of Evie’s fluffy toys but what a mess!
And I woke myself up to draw this post. That’s how I roll…tea’s gone cold though…
Myles and myself are taking it in turns to read James and the Giant Peach to Evie and Gruff each night. You forget what a great story it is. We’re both fighting over whose turn it is to read it!