I was all revved up to start this blog with a bang, but I've spent the most productive part of my evening (the spell between the boys being bedded and me hitting the wall) on the phone to my beloved BFS. Not that I'm complaining as it was great to know he was in one piece - it's not often he starts a shift at 6am and I don't hear from him until 8:30 pm! It seems he's having to earn his pennies nowadays........ however I digress. Point being now my head is in it's non-productive (ie non-humorous) phase so I think I'll park this until tomorrow.
So's I don't forget though - remind me to mention the apple smelling poo (ah the joys of first stage weaning!), and LL's first meeting with a sippy cup......
So's I don't forget though - remind me to mention the apple smelling poo (ah the joys of first stage weaning!), and LL's first meeting with a sippy cup......
It's even less often he actually works from 6am until 8:30pm.........especially since there no bloody OT in this any more.
ReplyDeleteI will endevour to sort m'darlin!