Poser Much?

After another sleepless night courtesy of Katy we had a trip out for some fresh air and a visit to the chemist. Having failed to procure any kind of tranquilizers over the internet I decided to go down the more conventional route and ask the pharmacist if he had any advice. He did. Not very good advice though. Went in asking for something for teething pain, told him I couldn't even really get calpol into her.He nods knowingly, tells me that all the topical stuff is rubbish and that my best bet is just to get someone to pin her down on the bed and squirt a syringe full of nurofen down her throat. Spoken with the confidence of a man who has never wrestled with a screaming infant at three in the morning.

We did have a nice walk along by the river though. Abigail saw some men fishing (she thought probably for sharks) and had a nice time collecting honkers (conkers) and paddling in the shallows of the swollen river. She did quite fancy taking a dip at the weir but after throwing in a stick was able to reason that it might not have the happiest of endings. We topped it off with a trip to the Hot Spot at the Averon where she spent an hour chasing flashing lights and throwing bean bags at the interactive wall. She asked to go to bed at quarter to seven tonight- money well spent.

This photo was taken down by the river and is one of the few we have where she doesn't have her eyes closed or have some gurning type expression on her face.