cheshire pyjamas are one of my ?not-answering-the-door? weapons for droppers in. If M is in bed and I have a shower, then the pjs go on, the door is locked, the blinds are closed and NO ONE is coming in!
M has been waking at 5 or 6 the last week as well Cheshire moaning a bit and then going back to sleep.
We have 2 molars now (so we?re on tooth number 10...with the nappies to show for it)
Congrats Mr and Mrs H 
Keeping fingers crossed that W stays bug free strawb
Climbing I hope you don?t mind me saying this, but you sound like you?re having a rough time of it. Hope you?re okay. Sending you and sleep fairies for DD and DS. (I hate it when DH is off on my days at home ? I never get anything done).
Went to collect photoshoot pics yesterday. Got our ?free? one and also one other that we really liked, plus frame (nearly fainted at price). No way we would buy all of them, besides the price where the hell would you put them? (they printed about 10, but all big, not the size you would put in albums). Going to look at them online now and order a nice one for my parents and ILs and I may get a tacky keyring with M?s picture too 
Rank alert ? last night I was writing at the dining room table and DH was on the sofa. Mwas wandering round and when he came near me I could smell poo straight away (why is it that I can smell poo from a metre away and DH can be right up close and personal with M, wriggling around on the sofa with DH and smashing that poo around good and proper and not smell it?). So I change him, notice the very bottom of one of his trousers is a bit wet and presume he?s been spilling his drink and walking in it. Later when we go to bed we decide to dismantle the foam puzzle mat on the floor (because M spends his whole time ripping it apart, putting it in his mouth and throwing it around) and the last bit I pick up is wet. I smell it?it?s runny shit! Yuk, yuk, yuk! DH starts scratching (?He was crawling all over me, how did this happen??) and I?m wondering how this happened when there was no shit on his legs or romper when I changed him. Plus M has been walking round with these bits in his mouth.
Ah, the mysteries of life.