My Mum is away, so my Dad stole CJ for a boys’ games day.
I responded to the shot across the bow by declaring a rival games day – for girls only.
We ate fancy cheese and biscuits, talked about werewolves, and played a one-hour game of Settlers.
Meanwhile, the boys played a six-hour game of civilisation. CJ was pleased that this time he survived to the end – instead of dying partway through and then waiting hours for the game to finish.
Pretty sure the girls won.
Next Sunday I’ll be blogging about a real life hot air balloon ride! Aieeee!