Today is my birthday, yay for me. 

So far I have had a lovely day plodding with family. Luca went down for his afternoon nap and very sweetly ran to the door to greet me when it was time to get up. This is itself is a treat as often wake up time is a long and painful process. 

They say it’s the thought that counts and today Luca just gave me an extra special gift. He thought really hard about where he could smear his poo he had extracted from his nappy while not sleeping.

The only thing is can write to share this experience should be read to the tune of 

‘Love is in the air’

Poo is in your hair it’s everywhere I look around
Poo is on the chair, on your hands and on the ground 

And I don’t know if I’m being foolish

I don’t know if I’m being wise

But it’s something I can’t help but believe in

Cause it’s there when I look around your eyes. 

Poo is on the walls, on the floor and on your sheets,

Poo is in the air, a smell my nose just can’t deceive,

And I don’t know if its bad dreaming,

I don’t know if I feel sane,

But it’s something that I must believe in 

it’s still there if I open your door again. 
You would think with a newborn in the house even Luca would see that there is enough poo around!