I woke at seven am to manic pounding on the front door. Hurrying into the living room, I saw Cyrus sitting up, the screen for the jungle book had been on all night. The image had probably burnt to the screen. s**t.
'Mommy who's at the door?'
My eyes darted to the pyramid of furniture, and back to Cyrus.
'I'll go look baby. Why don't you go and brush your teeth? I think we're gonna spend a day at the beach!'
My little guy squealed wrapping his arms around my neck, and planting a sloppy kiss on my cheek.
'I love you Mommy!'
Cy rushed off to the bathroom, and I headed tentatively to the door.
'Andy! Honey! It's Red! Open up!'
Still in the towel, I struggled to move the furniture, all the while, Red became more concerned.
'Goldie! Are you okay?'
'I'm fine. I'm okay. I'm just......rea
