July really isn't our month. Last night I woke up to some strange noises. And then realised that someone was trying to break in. Thankfully I have a sixth sense for the dodgy (is there a TV series in that?). Half frozen in fear and pumped up with adrenaline I woke Matt and we spent the next few hours awake. Watching. We called the police.
I'm not wishing away my life, just July. I'm over it already.
If you haven't got the new Donna Hay Kids Magazine, there are some tops ideas in there to make the smalls salivate.