Toby's loving his rented high chair...
And I'm loving the wi-fi in the chalet. Twelve quid for seven days' access. That's only two quid more than the high chair. I might stay in all week and play Candy Crush.
If it wasn't for those pesky kids. Amelie had me out on the clifftop at 8am this morning, watching her climb a tree while Disco Bear splashed in the puddles. I was forced to eat my Branflakes al fresco with a baby in my arms.
Amelie's now itching to go to Woodlands, and Lisa's in the shower. I'm supposed to be making the sandwiches. And luckily, having spent an hour in Morrisons last night, the fridge is too full to leave them there.