I’m all grown up

Occasionally I get an a-ha moment and realise that I'm all grown up.  Like when the doorbell rings (for the second time this month) and one of DS11's schoolmates or a friend's daughter is standing there, asking to borrow baking powder.  And I have it.  In fact, I have three pots of it!  (Hoarder, much?)  Or arriving at a party on time… Continue reading I’m all grown up