Bear went on a sleep over with my brother last night. I remembered clean underwear, calpol (brother is not used to children), bear's favourite toy and a few books. Bear is currently enamoured of Spy Pups.
I forgot his coat and his pyjamas.
Bear had a marvellous time and left my brother mildly bemused and his poor dog completely exhausted from cuddles. However while bear and my brother are happy to do it again, next time I think I ought to be a bit more on the ball when it comes to packing.
DH went out for a meal together, just us, for the first time since a long time before bear was born. It was a really nice gluten free restaurant and I had a cocktail that cost more than my main course.