I forgot to take the kids to school today. Sounds bad, I know, but it's confusing! We're all on rotas to take the kids to school cos after putting our heads together we decided we were going to raise the kids semi-together. Living in separate houses, but sharing stuff like childcare and, well, school runs.

I was just setting my work stuff up when Elmyra appeared at my side in her school uniform. "What are you doing?" She asked while rocking on her heals.

I told her I was setting up my work stuff, as I do EVERY morning, and she looked confused and said. "Oh ok. Now?"

"Yes..."

"Okay. How are we getting to school?"

Cue the light switching on above my head and I ran to the stairs yelling at Babs and Buster to GET A MOVE ON!

They whined that they weren't ready and I told them that they'd had an hour to get ready and I needed them to be ready NOW.

To be fair they moved after that and tried to save me time by teleporting to the car. Issue is, they still haven't completely got the hang of teleporting on the first time [when filming TT they often took about five takes whenever they needed to teleport anywhere] so Babs appeared in front off me giving both me and her a heart attack. Once we'd finished screaming I re-iterated the importance off visualising where you want to go BEFORE you try and teleport there while Babs wobbled and complained she was going to faint.

That concerned me so I steadied her and asked if she was alright. Her response to my well-meaning question was to stop wobbling and start cackling. "Ha, ha, got you!" Before doing an impression of a dying rabbit.

I felt my eyes turn to fire as I yelled at her to GET OUT TO THE CAR AND STOP BEING CHILDISH, to which she said. "But I am a child, Daddy. How else am I meant to act?"

"Just Go!" I snapped.

She skipped off and I followed her to the car where the other two were sitting in there seats with halos above there heads.

Just as I was driving off Buster asked. "Eh...ya haven't forgotten we're picking up Plucky have you?"

DANGIT! I had! So, muttering furiously under my breath, I drove to Daffy's and picked up Plucky.

"How awe you?" I asked.

It was meant to be a simple question. I got a three-act story about what had happened in Plucky's life that morning. Rather concerningly he mentioned that Daffy had forgotten to give him breakfast this morning, which indicated he's not looking at the laminated list that Porky printed in order to help him. I'll need to have a word with him about that.

Anyway, once I'd fought through the traffic to get the kids to the school [which Disney decided to stick on the top of the tallest hill ever because they're all fitness freaks.] and shoved them out the door, then fought my way back to my house, I was exhausted.

I was meant to start work straight away when I got back but I was tired and annoyed, so I vegged out in front of the TV and took a break. That lasted for two hours.

Once I'd had lunch I did actually manage to focus and do some work. I managed an hour before the words started swimming and I had to take another break.

This annoyed me because I KNOW that when words start swimming it means I'm becoming stupid again.

I managed not to cry though and took a few deep breaths to work through it. Then the landline rang and it was Snow White enquiring if I was actually GOING to get the kids at any point or should she take them home for the night?

I assured her she didn't need to do that and leapt in my car and drove down there.

The kids were fine, as I knew they would be, and actually complained when I got there because they were having fun throwing paint at each other. Then I dropped Plucky home, actually ringing the doorbell so I could see how Daffy looked.

He was fine, a little hyper but that's nothing new.

"Heya Fuddsthey!" He grinned at me. "Looking forward to Halloween?"

I grinned and told him I was, though really my insides were doing flip-flop at the thought of it. At least ten hyper kids jumping round the place while we try and make sure they don't stab/anvil each other? Not my idea of fun.

And I'll need a costume. Dammit. I haven't thought this through...

Never mind. Deep breath. I'm sure it'll be fine. Hopefully. Anyway, it's like 1 AM now, so I need to go to sleep.