Jack and William are not going to be those hero kids who dial 000 when thier parent gets injured. On Friday afternoon everyone was tired from a long week and William was tugging at my skirt and yelling at me to pick him up so while rushing to slice potatos I sliced my finger. Thank goodness I was able to dial Nanna's number who was only 10 minutes away. The phone got a little bloody but help was on it's way.
It turns out I didn't even need a stitch so I was a bit disappointing! Hopefully posting the above photos will evoke some more sympathy because I haven't got ANY from William or Jack!
And here are the sleep over boys watching a movie in Blake's double bed.