In the car this morning my two sons decided to act true to type...
Me: "So, Boy #1, what do you do at school on a Thursday?
Boy #1 (always loving a bit of drama and suspense when - most importantly - he is the one dishing it out); "I don't know. It's a mystery! We'll just have wait until we get there to find out..."
Me: "OK... And Boy #2? What do you have at school on a Thursday?"
Boy #2: "Sausages!"
Cutting straight to the chase, as usual. Good to know he's aware of what's important in life...
The whole move to Moscow thing is becoming a bit real today with estate agents calling to value the flat for lettings and international movers hassling us for paper-work, so once again I suggest that if you want to read coherent thought from me you check the following;
Powder Room Graffiti - where I'm musing on the dubious benefits of Skype's video-call facility
or Alpha Mummy at Times Online, where I'm revisiting and expanding on my thoughts from my earlier post on a Husband-shaped space in our lives.
Oh, and Red Magazine is running an article about the British Mummy Bloggers Ning this month, featuring an interview with the divine Susanna of A Modern Mother who set the network up. And yes, I am in the photograph. (Note to self - work on posture... Pilates, perhaps?)