PJ's

Its been a yacky couple of days - I is feeling bleurgh....poor Bobs is nursing a rugby injury and J has got a cold - Hubs is the only one who is 100% fit and healthy and is taking care of his sickly brood...my man is a star.x.x.x

Ive slouched around for most of the day in my Pj's and scrapped a little in between rubbing Bobs sore shoulder and wiping J's snotty nose.....Oh the joys of motherhood :D




Feeling slightly more human this afternoon, we packed ourselves off to the cinema for the tea time screening of The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas.....we had the entire cinema to ourselves which meant we could hog the VIP seats at no extra cost ;)
Its a good job we were there alone, because I sobbed throughout the entire film - having read the book together, as part of J's termly reading assignment, we knew the fate which lay ahead for Bruno and his Jewish friend, Shmuel.....J, in typical ASD style was shouting throughout the film - telling the boys to run away so they would be safe...bless him.

On the way home we were faced with a thousand and one questions as to why did the horrors of "Out With" happen.....if only we knew how to answer that question!

T.x.x.x