This weekend consisted of the most whining, moaning and fakest crocodile tears I have ever experience with B. Not quite sure why she felt it necessary to throw both tantrums and various toys around what seemed like constantly or felt the need to watch herself cry in any reflection or mirror possible but add to the mix a daddy who felt quite flu-ey yesterday and myself feeling a little under the weather for most of today, it has been quite a stressful couple of days. Unfortunately the “episode” that occured yesterday with Al meant that they were asked to leave the library which was shortly followed by a very brief telephone messge to me asking to go and pick them up immediately as he’d had enough and B was currently lying on the ground refusing to get up! No new library books this week then.
Today she was a little better and we did enjoy our fourth Sunday morning swim on the trot. Jess was there too again with her mum and they both came back to ours afterwards for breakfast and a very pleasant chin wag. Constant rain for most of the day meant we spent the rest of it inside again although there was some respite earlier this evening so Al could take B into the garden for a while so I could finish making dinner in peace without B dragging her stool across the kithcen floor insisting on “helping” me. Bless.
Holiday home in St.Ives is now fully paid for so I’m really looking forward to that now. Plans are also afoot for B’s birthday party (although we won’t be hiring a kiddies entertainer seeing as they cost £150 a hour!). Thinking caps are now in place but seeing as we’ve got time to come up with something I’m sure it’ll be fine. Not sure I want to go to work tomorrow but at least it’ll be with a few less grey hairs if the hair colour I’ve currently got stewing on my head works. Roll on next weekend…….