We've been doing the tourist thing this week, as friends from London have been visiting, which has meant three kids aged three, two and one in the house.
I take my hat off to any mother who has more than one child - one child can be considered an excusable mistake, but any more is sheer lunacy.
Anyway, they went yesterday and this morning the Minx is out with her father and I am revelling in the quiet and trying to make sense of the chaos. And recovering from the terrible cold which is of course inevitable when you hang around kids.
They can occasionally be cute though.