Concentration
Baby B slept the sleep of the righteous for nine and a half uninterrupted hours, bouncing awake in play mode at 5.15am. I, on the other hand, had lain awake through most of the night, worrying that he was too … Continued
Baby B slept the sleep of the righteous for nine and a half uninterrupted hours, bouncing awake in play mode at 5.15am. I, on the other hand, had lain awake through most of the night, worrying that he was too … Continued
I slept surprisingly late this morning, waking only just before L and G were due to be leaving us for a baby-free spa day. By the time I’d scurried through washing and dressing, and got myself downstairs, Baby B had … Continued
“If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year, Do you suppose,” the Walrus said, “That they could get it clear?” “I doubt it,” said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear. From The Walrus and the … Continued
We had a relatively peaceful night – the Boy was slightly restless, but essentially slept for ten hours, from 8pm to 5.50am – so the fact that I slept poorly, and didn’t spring blithely into action on receiving my early … Continued
The last small blonde boy who learned to love guitars at R’s knee is now a (30-year old, 6’4″) professional musician. Just sayin’. I couldn’t miss the opportunity to post this, could I? In the circumstances.
They may be swans to you, but in the world of the Boy Wonder they’re ducks, and they say “A, a”. In fact, there were some ducks in the feeding mêlée, but the swans were pushier and more obvious. There … Continued
After nine and a quarter hours of almost unbroken sleep, Baby B sprang awake and leapt back into action, and R and I found ourselves on full-scale Boy Duty once again. Which would have been fine if either of us … Continued
… and the living is easy. The Boy Wonder has come to the Shire sans parents, to stay with his maternal oldies overnight. I engineered this trip on hearing that an evening’s babysitting was on offer, because I want to … Continued