Who Needs Gadgets?

There can't be many aspiring workmen who go to work in their pyjamas. Maybe LL will set a trend?

Chrimbo has come and gone, fortunately I have been at home. I'm off back to work tomorrow morning. As expected, with two young loons, and a heavily pregnant other half, it was a quiet one. The boys had a great time though - lots of age appropriate gifts.....I've got a bee in my bonnet about 3 year olds getting Nintendo DS's, and 5 year olds getting laptops. Enough of that though......our boys got what we consider to be just right. Aside from a few disputes over who is playing with what, everything has gone just about right. I even got spoiled a bit myself......

Mummy's Beautiful.....Or Maybe Not??

I had an interesting chat with BB today on the way home from nursery. One of those ones from way over in left field, that you don't see coming. It went like this:

BB: Daddy. Why do you love mummy?

BFS: Pardon? (Not the buying time kind of pardon, but the come again mister kind)

BB: Why do you love mummy?

So in the following three nanoseconds, all the totally inappropriate answers crossed my mind. It's not like a 4 year old will understand that she's a chef in the kitchen and a tart in the bedroom now, is it?

BFS: Because mummy is beautiful. And kind. And generous.....I was leading to somewhere near perfect for the record.

BB (laughing): Don't be silly daddy. Mummy is not beautiful.

BFS (this should be interesting!): You don't think mummy is beautiful? Tell daddy who you do think is beautiful then?

BB: You daddy. You're the only one that is beautiful. (Spoken in the best Weegie are you for real dip shit tone - think Chewin the Fat)

Can he really be that manipulative 9 days before Christmas at 4 years of age???




I maintain that she scrubs up nae bad myself.

It Snow Fair

It seems a while since LL had his little drama queen episode. All has been well on that front thankfully, so much so in fact that MPLST and I managed a child free weekend away to celebrate our 5th anniversary. Did we feel guilty? That'll be shining bright......

We took advantage of the early snow today and headed to the park with our sledges. I'd like to think that I'm picking up a thing or two about this photography nonsense. This was as good as it got though, as LL got a face full of snow on his first run and refused to go again. BB on the other hand, could get enough of it and would have stayed all day given the chance.

Nee Naw Nee Naw

It's a sorry situation when the only time you have to blog is because the kids are ill! I'm supposed to be working, but LL had a wee scare at the beginning of the week. Actually, that's not strictly true, his mother had the scare - he just had a good dose of feeling sorry for himself-itis.

Even by mum's standards though, she excelled herself this time. (I do feel that the 3 days since have provided enough time for me to ridicule her now obviously). After a brief visit to the doc, they ended up leaving in an ambulance to a hospital some 40 miles away. In typical scatter brain fashion, MPLST had no money and no phone.

Here's what amazed me in hospital though. There is a woman whose soul job appears to be to amuse children. Crikey! I thought we were facing the toughest cutbacks in about 19 generations here.....and here "Heather" is carving pumpkins for kids in the children's ward. Evidently, she isn't that good at reading kids either. As they tried to give LL his drugs through a nebuliser, he was of course fighting them with every ounce of his not quite 3 stone frame. And her answer every time waving one toy in front of him failed......well, it appeared to be to wave yet another toy in front of him. After about 6, I thought the pattern may have become evident to her. But no, it took some sarcastic remark about adopting the Romanian approach for her to twig. Other than that though, I have to admit, the good old NHS were pretty bloody good.

LL is fighting fit now though. MPLST has managed to squeeze in some rest. I'll be heading back to work to finish my trip, and then we can look forward to Bambino's 20 week scan on Tuesday. Hopefully she has been blissfully unaware of all the stress mum has been under.

Better Late Than Never...

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