1. Awakening
2. Shopping
3. Skating
6am. Son 2 aged 13m wailed; The Man went down; Son 1 aged 4y 1m joined them. I dozed upstairs. Son 1 came up. “Son 2 is saying Ma Ma. Come down.” “Iwillinaminute,” I mumbled. The Man switched the light on and off and on and off. Son 2 is lovely, toddling off to pull books down from the shelf, sitting still(ish) while we read them. And then he wants our shower. I get out first, and then ask him to pull out the plug so I can get him out. Unfortunately he’s now started to pull the plug out in his evening bath as well. Then he wants his breakfast. Meanwhile Son 1 is lying upstairs on the big bed, watching CITV forever until we drag him down by his ankles.
Son 1 was incredibly tired today - we all were, but he cramped our style a bit. The Man wanted to go to The Big Town to get some things for tomorrow’s Business Trip. We all went, with a vague idea that The Man would be with the boys, we wouldn’t rush and we’d just have a low key family day. Son 1 found a bike he liked in Halford’s… then asked to go the Early learning Centre, and then got in a strop over us not buying him anything. We walked back to the car in the hammering rain. By the time we got to the Big Supermarket, we’d decided only I would do the Big Shop. The Man drove round to get them to sleep. Son 1 slept. Son 2 didn’t.
At home Son 1 was keen to go down the street with his skates on. We dressed him up and off we went. He can balance on them, he can walk with them. We didn’t go very far but he had a lot of laughs. He wanted to knock on our neighbours’ house to show them his rig out. They were admiring. Although I think Son 1 was thinking more of Halloween when we Trick or Treated them, and she opened the door wearing orange lipstick in a towering witch’s hat. Son 2 went down in the cot in minutes tonight. He’s woken up about three times… but I really do think we’re getting there.
Tags: Big Town, books, Early Learning Centre, Halfords, plug, shower, skates, skating, sleep problems, waking
