I – and the Grumpy one – have survived!
We’ve made it to 1 year with a baby, again. We’ve survived a year of parent’s to 3 boys.
Even more extraordinary is that they, the children, have also survived the last year. Although there have been some dubious moments.
After enouraging Grumpy to put together Chippie’s present before he went to work – because he hasn’t done it the last 3 nights I’ve asked/suggested it to him – I was left alone with aforementioned boys and was feeling somewhat less celebratory.
Dropped older two off at school, took Chippie for a birthday latte (ok, baby cino) and he eventually fell asleep. Pickup from school and it’s off to Daddy’s work for dinner.
Where everyone forgot it was Chippie’s birthday and there was no candle, cake or happy birthday.
Just another late, snot filled night.