Oh Vag - poor you. I hate being like a lobster. We sunbathed yesterday and wore factor 30, which I was very proud of. Haven't really got a tan, but haven't burnt either. DH got DD1 to apply his, intending to finish later and forgot. He consequently has a few white handmarks on his back and the rest is bright red! HAHAHA! I shouldn't laugh, but it's hilarious!
Rubes - I have discovered finger food for DD2. She absolutely LOVES it, despite not having many teeth. She will now eat most things, as long as she can pick it up. I can still feed her spag bol, but for the rest of her meals she loves to pick with her fingers. Yesterday she ate chopped up sausages, potato waffles and peas. Peas are a particular favourite! Not that healthy, but she likes sandwiches etc too. I am going to make her some healthy burgers and other Annabel Karmel stuff this week. I am feeling bad about her packet diet!!!
WG - you are a legend for that journey on your own - it's amazing. I am so impressed.
Re manners - I am also big on please and thank you. DD1 starting to learn to say "Thank you very much for the lovely lunch/supper, please may I get down"!!! Takes ages for her to say it all, and she repeats after me, but it's what we always had to say to Mum and I rather like it! It became a bit of a family joke after a while and am hoping the same will happen with us. I notice my nieces and nephews say it too! And re sorry - is becoming an issue in this house as DD1 has started beating up her sister, which is awful. BUT it takes a lot of effort to get her to say sorry, which I'm glad about as I think it means that she doesn't just glibly think it'll get her off the hook - she has to really mean it!!
Christening went really well. DD2 seems to be giving up her morning sleep, which is a pain. And meant I was a bit stressed about her behaviour at the church. But she was a dream. The vicar is gorgeous and was such fun. Then we all went back to Mum and Dad's for drinks and lunch. Mum had recovered pretty well when we got down to Kent and so we had a cookathon. The food was delicious. FIL brought the champagne. There was one bottle left at the end, and yes, they did take it with them. He is an utter twat, I've decided. Nice enough not in company, but the minute he gets an audience, he turns into a wanker. Properly idiotic comments and unfunny stories about how generous he is. And he made a point of making sure everyone knew he'd brought the champagne. It was embarrassing. And when my Dad opened up wine at lunchtime, FIL said, "Oh, now we're onto the H's drinks and not the champagne I brought any more, let's get stuck in"!!! Then made DH go and get the bottle left over of champers and take it to their car. I was utterly mortified for him.
THEN, and this is the bit that made me more furious than anything, he made a comment that made my blood boil. Bear in mind, that this man is 20 stone. As Mum walked towards him at the drinks before lunch, he said to me "Sal, your mother's putting on weight, isn't she?" in this really gloaty voice. I'm afraid I rather lost it and said "That's rich coming from you, a spot of pot calling the kettle black. No she isn't, and why can't you think of something nice to say?" Then walked off. And I didn't speak to him for the rest of the day. I have no intention of speaking to him for a while either. His whole scene over the champagne and having to say some nasty comment makes me absolutely seethe. And he knows it. GRRRRR. He is a fool.