Little bear did not want to go to nursery today. As soon as the idea was mooted he was not happy, he didn't want to go to nursery, he was too poorly, his leg hurt...
'There's going to be a party and Santa might be there.' I said.
'I go on my scooter, I go really fast, we get dressed now. I lub Santa!'
So I leave him to have the small sandwiches that he was going to force down for lunch while I check the weather online. I was allowing myself 45 minutes to have him eat, get him dressed etc. When I go back he had fallen asleep.
I'll get him there in time for the party.
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