Sleep

Lauren went for a day trip to France with 200 of her school colleagues.  I dropped her off at 3:30am, and picked her up again at 10:45 looking suitably tired.  She had a fantastic day, visiting a fancy chocolate manufacturer and having some time at the beach.  We got a text as she headed back telling us that she’d bought a ‘French hat’, which indeed turned out to be a beret (I say plum, she says purple).

This was followed by a sleep-over for Sam on Saturday/Sunday for his birthday (yes, we really are that late!) that left him with less than 5 hours sleep.  That’s left everyone pretty sleep-deprived, as witnessed by this (genuine!) image of Sam having a nap: