April 1st, 2010

beach

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back from London.

K still poorly.

LB not thrown up since 2am

EB fighting fit, barring a grazed elbow from some high-speed biking.


EB is enormously proud of himself for pulling off an April Fool's prank on us - he snuck downstairs last night and switched the bags inside the cereal boxes so we'd get the wrong ones this morning.

He's been plotting that one for *months*