Late into day care

The first snivels of the season have been heard. The summer is reaching end and now the noses start running again. I was coughing yesterday, and this morning I slept in, until eight o'clock.

My mama has to call work to say she will be late. And I am late for day care too. They are already having their morning fruit (at nine o'clock). Come and join us! they say to me. We are a tidy bunch of kids, don't you think? Day care mama Joke is also happy to be back from holidays.

You see Moussa is smiling at me? I am looking at him.