Reading several books to dd while feeding ds this aft. Something that I’d always hoped we’d do, but somehow doesn’t seem to happen very often. I don’t quite know how my little girl and I have drifted so far apart, and it makes me sad, so very sad.
Bad mummy moments – realising that between the two of us we’ve killed all the sunflowers….piccie to follow when I hook up the camera. Dd was distraught when somehow she contrived to pull the leaves off one of the shoots. Another had died because it had folded in two, and despite last gasp efforts to save it, we seem to have killed the third while trying to prop it up. Oh dear, dd is not going to be happy when she realises that the last one has gone.
Ds bad mummy moment – realising that there is quite a lot of dust on our wooden floor even though I hoovered just two days ago, and now that he is commando crawling, he’s picking it all up. Would it be bad to use him as a baby sized lint roller then? 😉
