Three in a wigwam and the little one said ...

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Yesterday was a day of impromptu little treats. Small boy had missed his 2 hour sleep in the morning, due to all of us going to the preschool leavers assembly. I was tearful and big boy doesn't leave until next year!

I just about managed to keep small boy awake in the car for the 4 minute journey home, got some lunch into him before he was moaning to be put to bed.

My husband was out doing some market research (he works from home for a web agency) and phoned to say he would pick us both up a sandwich as a treat.

Big boy thought this was great and suggested we have a picnic in the wigwam!

The time we have just the three of us is so rare now and we realised, that we have all missed it. Big boy was an angel. We had a laugh, messed about and whilst the rest of the country were heading outdoors to finally feel a few rays of sunshine on their faces, we were huddled in a hot tent!

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