…. Mummy I’m Hungry…. Through my fuzzy 4am jet lagged brain I hear it again… I’m HUNGRY mummy.
Daniel fell asleep on the bus from Heathrow to Stansted, not so late in the afternoon.
Did not wake up through two transfers.
Sound asleep through dinner….
Then at 4am I’M HUNGRY MUMMY!!!
Ok little man…..
I drag myself out and fumble around to find the snack box we saved from the flight.
In the soft haze of the night, on his cozy bed by the window, we sit together eating cheese and crackers and watching the rabbits hop around the car park…..
I wonder what tomorow will bring?