Well, ds slept in again today, and dd is still being lovely. It’s a little frightening – I’d got so used to battling with her everyday over nothing much, that I find myself kind of watching her carefully to see whether she is really being this nice – co-operative, friendly, loving….can any of this have to do with the imminent end of nursery? Seems possible, but unlikely.
We went to the park and she played on the swings and the slide, we fed the geese, ducks and moorhens (bird seed, not bread – we got mobbed!) we walked around and looked at green shoots coming up and laid bets as to what colour the flowers would be, looked at some flowers that are up already (big mistake, I’ve seen the weather forecast) and then we went back to S house to play with R Christmas present. Ds slept on my knee throughout that, which explains why he’s been up all evening – just keeled over, but isn’t actually ready for bed, so I’m going to have to wake him up to get him a night nappy on.
I haven’t managed that very well tonight, have I?
Still agonising over how I’m going to earn a living – I have less than two weeks employment left now. Working quite hard on networking over the hosting business – not that it’s a business at the moment, but I think it could be. And dp and I keep discussing the future of this country – we’re not that convinced it has one as such. Now that I have children the future concerns me much more – sounds trite, but what are my children going to inherit? It won’t be a disposable nappy pile from us as ds is in washables, but what about the rest of it?
And that’s as deep as I can get at this time in the morning I’m afraid. Night night all.
