Bless him, looking up at me with his gorgeous eyes and his lovely curly mop of hair with poo smeared all down his little chubby legs and all over his cherubic face, all over his cot, his mattress and his blankets.
Not the best start and unfortunately it went even more downhill from there.
Nevermind, tomorrow is another day <whistles>. Someone pass me a strong G & T.
|NB. This was NOT how Dexter looked this morning|