This week my brain power has been zapped by the worst head cold I have ever encountered. I’ve been ill a couple of times over the last few months, which is really unlike me, and actually makes me quite cross – I am not good ill. My eyes and nose have been streaming, my glasses have been on, and I’ve been going to bed early when I can. Ru and O have been the same, but we are finally on the up – hooray! I did make it to the cinema (with ear plugs), and to the theatre (wiping my nose with a pair of clean toddler pants, as I’d forgotten to bring tissues), so all in all, it has been a great week…just not particularly productive.
R: I asked Ru what he fancied doing for his upcoming birthday, and he didn’t stop talking for about 45 minutes, and totally ignored any of my further questions. Spider-Man, Beauty & the Beast, jelly, ice cream, hot chocolate, cheese, racing games, breakfast juice, marshmallows and carrots. I wish I’d recorded it – he was on a roll.
O: Otto has slept 11pm through to 7am four times in a row this week. My hopes are high, I admit it.