I promise I'm not dead

We're all still alive, but the blogging front has taken a backseat in priorities recently. Over the next few months I'm hoping to get my act together. My 5 year old recently had a tonsillectomy, so at the moment we're stuck inside and activity is fairly limited. I plan on writing a blog post about that later, as I found there wasn't really a blow by blow account out there which details just how nuts a 5 year old with a scratchy throat will drive you. Zoe had a little operation too, although the naughty kitty pulled her stitches out and has been glued back together. If she wasn't impressed about the blue glue, she was definitely not impressed by the Elizabeth collar, nor the antibiotics I somehow have to shove down her throat twice daily. The ree year old has a typical cold. Plus she was woken at 5am by Zoe coming in for a cuddle (eg. Lying on her pillow and pushing her out of bed) So for now, I'll leave you - Puss in Boots is on for the third time this week, the rain is falling steadily, and I have Panadol to dole out.