Murky Tuesday

Well! O was in bed around 6:15 last night and slept ALL night until……9:30.  Amazing and I was grateful for no midnight parties.

As there was no quiz tonight Mr C suggested we had a trip to IKEA to get some new, cheap blinds for our dining room and then when he realised O was here we decided to go along in the afternoon and then drop him home.  It started off ok but then O got a little whingy. a) he hadn’t had a long enough nap and b) he had seen a little train track that he wanted to play with.  He wanted to get out of his pushchair but wanted to be carried rather than walk and, boy!, he’s getting a heavy lad.  Anyway, loaded up we headed to take him home but the quickest, suggested route was more or less to go back the way we came to get back on the A3.  He stayed awake for the whole journey and we had a mixture of chatting away interspersed with moaning.  However, I was really pleased that the moaning ceased once we were home.  We had a cuppa, Mr C helped Sim fix his sliding door shutters and then we headed home.