Lordy me, what a day! And its still going. Up at 6 after 4 hour sleep, make lunch for me, lunch for MonkeyBoy (Grumpy not capable?), make sure recorder, jumper, reader etc etc etc in bag, find lecture notes, note pad, pencil case, kids up before I leave, Godzilla thinks I’m interested in seeing…
Tanties because Grumpy decides that sock fights are no longer going to happen! Who started this in the first place??? (Mind you Godzilla has turned into something of a drama queen – so that doesn’t help) Off to book club – not my problem!
Sock fights have become an established part of the bedtime routine, and we now cannot go to bed without having one. AAAAAGGGHHHHHH! Ah, well, if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em!
Ah, bedtime routines (I use the term loosely). How do we get our children to settle for bed. According to Grumpy Pants, with a sock fight. You heard me right. An hour and a half of throwing socks at each other!!! Giggling, laughing having fun. And, dear Grumpy – NOT BL**DY SETTLING!!