On Saturday I decided to play the perfect housewife (as everyone does at least once in their life!), it was going quite well!
I made a lovely meatloaf with chourico (otherwise known as chorizo in Spanish) and a scrumptious devils food chocolate cake.
Everything was perfect, the hubby was impressed, until....
My son started running around the kitchen, obviously we told him to stop but did he listen?!? No!
He tripped on my foot and bashed his head on the tiled kitchen floor! I even heard his head bash "thump" on the floor.
Obviously as expected a big "apple" instantly grew on his head and he was crying like mad, after he got in a slightly better mood he decided he wanted his dad to take a photo! He even made a "actor's" face for the photo!
He is better now! Back to his usual silly self!