Yesterday was another spud day and this time we didn't go anywhere or do anything exotic, unless you include the deployment of the spud's bouncy castle.
This thing was a present from a really good friend who snapped it up for the princely sum of £8. She left the price tag on so I'd know she hadn't spent a bundle and I can testify that the label really did ready 'Bouncy Castle: £8'. It fills all the floorspace in his bedroom, is about 5 feet high and takes half an hour with an electric pump to inflate. My friend and her two year old came over alog with another friend and HER two year old and it was madness. We had to use every cushion and duvet in the house to protect bouncing baby heads from nasty furniture corners - his room looked like '1001 Arabian Nights on Acid'.
You have never seen three toddlers so hyped up as three toddlers razzed up on chocolate biscuits with unlimited access to a bouncy castle. So hyped up that nap time completely disappeared, but so exhausted by the end of the day that we had an actual sleep-through night - two in a row, hold the front page.