We've come so far. And we've reached so high.

I was up until past midnight last night, watching youtube in bed, something I tell young people off for all of the time. The thing is, I got stuck down this rabbit hole of Carpool Karaoke which then turned into watching Take That and Boyzone live concerts from back in the day. It was gloriously nostalgic. 

This led to a long stream of voice messages between my best friend from Primary School and Secondary School, Claire, before work this morning, indulging ourselves in 90s boyband chat whilst the kids jostled for her attention.

"Hang on darling, mummy's just discussing boybands from the 90s with auntie Hannah first".
"How did he hit you in the face with his reindeer antlers!?"
"Just give me two minutes, this is very important work that mummy's got to do".

Hopefully W&E survived this moment of parental neglect.

School today was fun and we iced biscuits, because who's too old to ice biscuits? Nobody, that's who. 

Early night tonight and no screens in the bedroom.