We got up and were trying to get everybody ready. Jamie was bursting with energy and getting under our feet so since the weather was nice we sent him outside to play. Two minutes later he was back after running round in the gardens. "I'm, tired.", he announced. Before anybody had a chance to respond, "Maybe not.", he chirped and sprinted across the room, into the kitchen and slipped banging his backside and ending up in a moaning pile in the corner.