Dp and I went out for the first time in 18 months last night. My mum won't travel here (30 miles away) and we have no other family nearby. She and dad were happy to babysit for ds1 (3.5) and ds2 (8 mo). It's the third time they have had ds1, the last time being may 2010, they've never had ds2.
We took both kids to them yesterday afternoon, spent the day there, I put ds2 to bed (bf to sleep) and we went at 7.30 leaving them with ds2 still up.
Got back at midnight, ds2 still up, running around hyper, bought both kids home as previously arranged, thought we'd be transferring them to car asleep, ds1 fell asleep straight away anyway as soon as we drove off which he always dies in the car.
This morning greeted by ds1 covered in vomit, all over him, his bed, the carpet, and he'd pooed in the night. The vomit appeared to contain flaky pastry.
Asked mum if he had eaten anything after we left, she said absolutely not. He hadn't eaten any pastry all day and the house was groaning under the weight of cake when we arrived, muffins, scones, strudel, profiteroles, mince pies, all of which were offered continually through the day.
Aibu to not believe her assertion that ds1 had not been fed a steady diet of cake all night? He is not the most reliable witness, he says he had a green racing car cake when we went out.