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So I've been tired insomniac boy for a week or two now, Lex has been deciding to not sleep much, and my cold has been keeping me awake. This has all resulted in me going through the last week or so in a vague, zombie-like way, achieving very little and struggling an awful lot.
That's probably how I lost all those emails. Thanks to those who resent (including you, Dame Judi... Rowr!), I am slowly working my way through them as I try to at least get minimal stuff done, like wash nappies, feed Lex, eat, drink, etc.
Yesterday Lex had his one year injections, making him even worse for the sleeping, and much, much more grizzly. So today I'm feeling rather ragged. And I'm so behind on everything, I still haven't gotten my tax done - for the last two years.
No sympathy required, but some amusing comments, stories, or links would not go astray.
That's probably how I lost all those emails. Thanks to those who resent (including you, Dame Judi... Rowr!), I am slowly working my way through them as I try to at least get minimal stuff done, like wash nappies, feed Lex, eat, drink, etc.
Yesterday Lex had his one year injections, making him even worse for the sleeping, and much, much more grizzly. So today I'm feeling rather ragged. And I'm so behind on everything, I still haven't gotten my tax done - for the last two years.
No sympathy required, but some amusing comments, stories, or links would not go astray.
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When I'm drawing the bath, Clara wanders around the bathroom naked. I encourage her to do wee wees, and point at where it comes out.
I was kneeling while testing the bath, and then pointed and looked at her girly bits, about 4 inches from her, saying 'are you going to do wee wees?', and she started to wee.
Okay, not such a funny story as I was just far enough not to get it in the face, but it was close!