S'it...

S'it is my little Scottish way of saying 'that's it's when I manage to do something I've been trying to do. Today I was quite pleased with myself for getting Gilly Pilly into my old bouncy chair and giving her a good being around.

I had two traumatic baths today...well one shower and one bath. Since I refused point blank to go in yesterday, mama took me in the shower with her this morning. I was livid about this and so screamed the place down. This was made worse when they put bath cream in my hair to wash it so I spent all day looking like a grease ball (if you look closely at the photo you can see this), and it meant I needed another bath tonight to fix it. Made me even more furious...but I found something out...mama can blow bubbles from her hands using shampoo, so everyone e is hoping my phase of hating baths is done for a while. I'm pretty confident I'll keep the fury up my sleeve to keep them on their toes!