Uppermill

We all managed a good night's sleep at my sister's in Saddleworth after a late night watching trashy telly (the girls), Match of the Day (the boys) and eating far too many Quality Streets. It was fab, really enjoyed myself.

Laura and I took Squidge out for a pootle around drizzly Uppermill (see pic of her with her beloved Auntie Raa Raa) before we set off back this morning. She was great but then had one of her Meltdown Molly moments when we tried to get her out of the wet park into the cosy cafe bar. Fail.

Had to hot step it back home, keep her strapped in the car seat and throw our belongings in the car. She was in a right state and needed to sleep that instant. Angus and I know her well enough now to know that you don't stretch that moment out too long or she blows!!! She slept all the way home.

We got stuck in Man Utd vs Liverpool traffic and almost missed the start of the match (the irony - we live very close to the ground). Squidge went back to sleep in her cot and we lounged around in front of the fire.

Her other Auntie (Jo) popped over this afternoon to keep her amused for an hour, giving me a much needed break (as Angus isn't really well enough to do any childcare yet so it is falling to me 24/7 = tiring). I didn't use the time to relax though. Nope. Two loads of washing, kitchen cleaned, emails, clothes tidied away and the start of wrapping my Xmas presents.

Squidge seems extraordinarily tired tonight with a runny nose. If I was a betting woman.....