Passed Out

Sadly this was not my child.

My child was the one who, steadfastly refusing miss out on life, was dozing doubled over in his pram, elbows propping his head up, and therefore waking up every couple of minutes. When this happened shortly after our arrival at the pub, he looked rather pleased with himself, and even more so when he took his seat next to Sarah on the sofa.

What can I expect? It's what happens when Mr Stubborn marries Mrs Stubborn, and they have a baby together. Still, here's hoping there are some other genes in the pool......


First ever sleep-over (with the obligingly sleeping one). Sharing snacks, curled up watching their favourite TV together, boys night in. What's not to like?