Struggling to think of something interesting

Ho-hum, I am having a dry spell.

Anyway, here it is, the 11.54am news from family Scho:

• Gloria starts solid food! Banana (yum), papaya (yum), carrot (not sure), potato (bit constipating.)
• Emma says "mine!" alot! "My towel!" (yes it is yours, dear) "My bed!" (well, technically it's Mummy and Daddy's, but I'll let it go) "My knife!" (ARRGHHH! NONONO!! PUT IT BACK!")
• Switzergent is fretting that he has over-watered his chard (that is not a euphemism for anything rude)
• I have pulled a muscle in my neck and can't turn my head properly.
• It's hot
• I have a soft spot for Peter Crouch. The French commentators call him Peeeteerr Crotch.
• That's all. Told you it was dry.