This is how a normal weekend goes…
We wake up to awesome massages, compliments of Daddy.
Used to be better, but with Pecan’s demands to be met, I’ve to say that the standard has fallen.
Tsk tsk tsk.
We put on our best begging face while Mummy enjoys her TV lunch.
I surrender to the boss of the household to get on her good boots for the week.
We get ferried off to somewhere exciting.
To the swimming pool for our weekly swim to be exact.
Reach home and crash.
Wake up and have a quick playtime.
Eat our dinner.
Finish it quickly
put on our begging face AGAIN while our parents have theirs.
Weekends are the best!