In true nursery rhyme fashion, Roscoe and I played out our own rendition of Jack and Jill yesterday. Although our story didn't include a pail of water or a hill, instead it featured a clumsy footed two year old, a panic stricken mother and a flight of carpeted stairs.
So today for Valentine's Day I am nursing a very sore shoulder and Roscoe is apparently fine! Isla and Robin have headed to the ski hill for a little daddy daughter time and Roscoe and I have parked ourselves on the couch with a pile of books and a pot of tea.
We did acknowledge Valentine's Day with a heart pancake breakfast much to the kids delight. I have a feeling I might be getting requests to make heart pancakes more often. Happy Valentine's Day!