Love of my Life.

Had a dreadful night last night..... not from who you would expect.... not from the 6 week old baby in the house..... but from Bella!!!!

I have no idea what's up with her but this was the 2nd night on the trot she's been whining at the door. For 2 and a half years she has slept in the kitchen with the doors closed. Never a peep. Last night she didn't settle. I went down several times and finally gave in at 2.30 am and let her have the doors open. She then slept in my crochet room. The only thing I could think of was there being a bright full moon shining straight into the dining room.

Anyway, I got up at 7am to help DN1 out with Baby Matty. I promised her a lay in. She had expressed in the night so there was a bottle in the fridge waiting for us. I had a glorious morning with my Grandson. He is just the most scrummy, contented little chap and I adore him.

DN1 left at about 1230 but was back 10 minutes later as she's forgotten his crib!!!

I spend the afternoon finalising my Flamingo Crochet pattern and we now await the arrival of Mr W back from his adventure bike trip. He fell off his bike this morning but he was laughing when he told me. The only damage was a bike covered in mud. Hes 72.... I really think his adventure bike days are numbered!!