We packed everything he needed for his work trip (or so we thought); I, the genius, specifically remembered the cuff links (yay me!) because the last time he forgot about them.
Suit. Check. Hankies. Check. Undies. Check. Neck ties. Check. Socks. Check.
Work shirts? Zilch.
Thank goodness Dadster and him are the same size - 15 1/2. Yes, he will be using my father's shirts for two days to work. Ha ha.
Apart from packing boo-boo, all else is fine. Dadster is abit weak and lacks appetite but Mumsy is recovering. IK has a sleeping partner - Winnie! Cleo forgot momentarily who IK was and hid under Mumsy's bed when he arrived but happy to report they have been reacquainted since.
I am just happy to know that everyone is well at home. Tra la la la la la.....
Wednesday 7 May 2008
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