Its 7.15 am, his lordship is now firmly back in orbit, having gone back to his bed after waking me up (pre-dawn...I ask you is that fair?), falling asleep in my bed after a snuggle and gradually and so gently (not) easing me out of bed as he tried to get comfy. Children like all the bed space they can get LOL. I had gazed on his sleeping form and decided to get up and sneak off to his room. This kid has mummy radar, so was up in a flash, annoyed that I had the cheek to use the bathroom before organising his milk :).
After his milk and a nappy change he took himself back off to bed...I pottered around (knowing he would be up real soon if I dared go back to bed...bit like a mozzie who dive bombs you on the verge of blessed oblivion)...so I went to the computer instead.
Oh good its still silent I can go back to bed...so off went the computer, back went his blind, when responsible thoughts had the audacity to enter my head...well perhaps you should have breakfast, go do the groceries and go to weight watchers (not sure why I am bothering, having found every cake, biscuit, the Lindt choc flakes (for hot chocs, but lovely on a spoon) and dare I say the cooking chocolate. Well so much for giving up chocolate...I lasted almost 2 weeks LOL
So breakfast is finished and instead of getting myself organised or going back to bed I've been playing spider solitaire, reading a couple of blogs and blogging.
Anyway better go and do the right thing (big martyr sigh here LOL) and get ready to go.
Oh "hello" I think I hear movement afoot.
I do wish those martians in my life would get their act together...I want some routine... (hey we all have autistic traits). I don't want to be woken up at the crack of dawn and kept up or woken at night by little men (or even my beloved sons and others who all know Kris is up late so they can ring him) or their father who plays noisy games (even flight sim is loud), listen to music or merely read pp rune or flight sim stuff next to me in bed and if I dare move enlighten me as to their latest discovery. I"M NOT INTERESTED....I want TO SLEEP...thats what night is for. Why do they think its dark. What about circadian rhythms?
YES, I heard what you said...it was...No, I wasn't falling asleep (blatant lie ;) I don't quite understand why quality chatting time has to occur after I've gone to bed to sleep. Maybe its because I'm not talking so much... :)
'Course I cannot always blame them (do I have to be fair? LOL)...I have been watching the tennis, then sometimes I get too hot/cold too sleep or my mind starts screaming off on ever incresingly obscure, irrelevant tangents that seem to think they are more important than sleep.
So her comes Liam...Kris wants to sleep as he was up until the wee hours and I have the shopping to do and before Kris has to go to work...but he hasn't slept.
OOOhhhhh...I feel a few naughty word coming on LOL
Have been discovered, climbed on (the chair alaramingly swinging back...this boy is getting heavy LOL), cuddled and gwerred at and presented with a remote control. He is now back, after standing in the doorway smiling at me. How can I resist such a cute little munchkin...better go before he gets upset.
He is sooooo adorable!
Hugs to all,
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