We have arrived home from the freezing North. It has taken me the better part of two hours to get the children to bed, unpack, and start in on the mammoth pile of laundry I've created in the utility room. Telstar is determined that I shall not get up again to hang it up to dry. I wish I could muster the energy to be more fussed about that.
Have a photo of Keiki reining in the wooden bronco of naughtiness in front of the mighty Mysteron.