Cutest bundle ever.

My life has just flipped on its head, I've gone from wearing teacher frocks and heels to wearing gym gear and my lunch, all in the space of a few days. Madness I tell you!
Despite the previous post here prac was fabulous. I had a great time with a gorgeous supervisor, one of the kindest woman in my address book.

So making up for lost time, I raced to the mountains yesterday to see my new nephew. I was given strict instructions from hubby: "don't hold him for too long", and so I broke the rule a hundred times over.  In fact, I had to ice my ovaries as soon as I got home.
Talking about going home, a dear friend dropped in to my sisters at the same time and brought with her half the local deli. So as I bundled myself and Bear into the car, my sister tucked a Vietnamese roll in my bag for the drive home. Ever had one? Quite something, a massive bread roll packed with meat, spring onions, grated carrot, chillies, oodles of fresh coriander, and even more oodles of Asian mayonnaise wrapped in a million layers of annoying baking paper and paper bag.
So cruising down the freeway at 110km/hr I decided to tackle the Vietnamese mountain.
I reckon I had more mayo on the steering wheel than in my mouth and the car certainly got a spray of each ingredient plus a covering in flicked baking paper pieces. When I finally got to school Jimmy looked at me sideways and said "Mum, why is there grated carrot on the steering wheel?"
My simple answer, "well honey, I've just had lunch with the King of Vietnam."

I apologise for the above photo, there are more chins there than you'll find in a Chinese phonebook, but yesterdays (second) visit in gym gear was even more objectionable (like it, Mrs Denahy coming out).

Hope you are all well and finally enjoying the Winter woolies.
Much Love
Liv x