Well I have discovered that LO eats much better if she feels she is sharing with DD1. So I give the both a purée pot and DD1 feeds them both. OK sometimes she shoves the spoon in a little far
but it has turned eating into a game. Of sorts. Oh well, just got to teach her how to change nappies, give her steroids so she can lift LO and then I can be off on a lovely long holiday :o
The other day LO was crying and Dd1, obviously imitating her dad (she's not that far in advance after all) said "essaye la tetotte!" , 'try giving her the dummy'
I shall soon be redundant in this household :o
My fucking cat, not content with vomiting all over the house, and on the deckchair cushions outside, just this evening killed a beautiful bird in the garden. It was still warm when I trashed it gave it a dignified burial.
No. More. Pets.
I have always been of the belief that no home is complete without a cat.
I hate admitting I am wrong but my garden would be a whole lot more complete without my fucking bastard cats.
May mother nature do her work.