Introductions

I'm a 27 year old Mum of 1 and step-mother of 1 more. 1.5 year old and 10 year old.
We have a lot of fun and I thought I'd share some.
Today is less fun though at Roo has a bug (hopefully not the start of chickenpox) and I find myself wishing drone deliveries were available to get some baby ibuprofen. I have baby ibuprofen in the house but it's orange flavoured and it seems I may as well be poisoning her by the way she reacts.
So now I have to drag her to the shop for blackcurrant flavoured medicine between sleepy spells.

Wish me luck, I'm going to need it

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