Mr A has had a little rash on his back for a couple of days so we popped down to the doctors this morning to check it out. Well, I say we popped down, but actually we got all loaded up into the pushchair and set off down the road for about 10 metres before I realised we had a flat tyre. So it was back to the front door where I dashed in, grabbed the car seats, transferred both babies and hauled them into the car and sped off so as not to miss our appointment.
The doctor was great (he has no idea what the rash is but didn't seem too concerned!) but after the eighth person in a row to say, "you've got your hands full" I was beginning to lose my chirpiness. I try really hard not to get impatient when people say that to me (it is true after all) because I know that they're just trying to be nice, but it would be lovely if someone could come up with something more original to say for a change (oh and "how do you manage at night?" is not more original).