Tyres, tyres, tyres.

Well it's that time of the year again - the annual M.O.T for our car. So we've been at the garage all morning and gosh I hate those places, not ideal with a curious toddler who wants to kneel on the grubby waiting room floor and touch every spec of dust on the table. Had to get three new tyres, is it me or are things getting more expensive by the year? Car tax is increasingly creeping up too. I guess that night out I had planned for tomorrow will have to be postponed...

My highlight of the day was little one learning to say her name! At long last, and has repeated it to me all evening, bless!

Sat in the garden earlier, pondering my hum drum life, I do hope i'm not the only one! It seems to be the same old tiring routine each evening, cook dinner, wash up, tidy up, bath little one, story, cuddles (my favourite) and putting her to bed. Then Chappie and I groan that there is never anything good to watch on the television, and go our separate ways into technology, him on the xbox live, myself trawling the net...does life become more exciting than this?!