It doesn't matter how many times I tell the young ones to get their things organised the night before they never do. This morning I had a text from H asking me to drop off her water colour paints at school for her art class. Eddie was frantic to get out to the park by the time I got home. He raced around as though he hadn't been out for weeks while Bella kept to her usual relaxed paced. I'm sure she must view him like a naughty younger brother.