Friday morning, 7.45 am. Number 1 has just been dispatched to school (primary starts at 8am here – criminial, I know). Number 3 is being breastfed. Number 2 and I are in our PJs at the breakfast table.Number 2: Mammy, can you make me a walkie talkie?Me: Yes love.Number 2: OK. Here. [hands me the… Continue reading The 10 Minute Walkie Talkie