So we've transitioned the boy into a big boy bed as the little houdini figured out how to escape his cot. He shares a room with his sister, and the last few nights I've felt like I'm in a Benny Hill sketch, as when one gets up the other follows and I'm finding myself chasing them both all across the top floor. Ds obviously thinks this is a fabulous game. His sister doesn't help the situation by encouraging it. Yes all very fun at 3am. So I've been chucking the eldest into our bed, next to sleeping hubby. Sleeping hubby no longer sleeping decides to come down and bother me, not before kicking eldest out of bed, sending her back to her room and starting the whole procedure again (after I finally got youngest to sleep
). He doesnt like sharing a bed with her. He doesn't like sleeping on the sofa. So basically, we all have to suffer. Eldest has school, I have work (just slipping in he's a stay at home dad, but never gets up in the night whether I have work or not) so basically as long as he gets a good night's sleep he couldn't give a shit about the rest of us.
To top it off our boiler is broken. It keeps flooding (despite the gas engineer coming out yesterday denying it, by this point dried up although you can clearly see damp in the carpet) and he's come downstairs, had a go at me for not putting sufficient towel barriers down, for having not rang our landlord again, mocked me before going back to bed.