Morning all. All is calm here today, what with having got through an entire 24 hours without any disasters. Thanks for all your kind words yesterday. They did make me feel better.
Plonk Aw crp. What's with these babies? DD used to be the world's best sleeper, but the past few weeks have done her level best to break me. Given my near miss at breaking her I think we say we're quits. Hope you're not too wiped today as a result. Working for family though - my instant gut reaction is hll no. When it comes to pay, conditions, holiday, and pension - blood is not always better.
Eco Parenting here varies from full on in your face lying on the floor playing with her, to leaving her to it whilst I get on with stuff.... which includes stuff for me, not just housework. That's an intentional decision, as in my book kids need to learn how to amuse themselves. Playing with a baby is fun. Jumping to the every demand of a petulant 5 year old, less so. It's also a survival tactic though as the tiddler doesn't nap anywhere other than the pram/sling in the day. This is largely why I MN first thing i.e. she's still in bed, and also why at weekends I often go AWOL (I tend to talk to DH rather than the PC over breakfast).
On the real names front, you are all still screen names in my head (sorry), and the tiny ones are 'minis', except for the smallest plonk who is of course a babysaurus. Speaking of names I have never watched 'Bake Off' but am sufficiently connected with RL to know that my namesake won. Weird that. I've only met 3 other 'my names' ever, in my entire life, one of whom was my biology teacher, which was super weird. The third was a random woman I met in a department store and we struck up an unlikely friendship purely on the basis of our name. Actually it was a bit more than that, as we also discovered in the half hour it took our DH's to try on suits that we were from the same part of Ireland, kept dogs, were married to men in the same industry and drove the same colour of car. All a bit freaky really.
Eco are you seriously suggesting I fill my kitchen with pasta and jelly? If you could see just how far the tiddler can spread a ramkin of mush you might reconsider that advice. I'd be cleaning it out of the grouting for the next 5 years. Fact. If she wants to wallow, there is a perfectly good mud bath outside in what was once my back yard. It should theoretically be a half built conservatory by now, but what with the weather and the builder's sudden disappearance, which may or may not be connected with with fact he is running the village bonfire/fireworks display, and may or may not be spending the week cutting his hedges so as to take the clipping for burning, means what we are actually left with right now is a bl**dy great hole.
Wishing you good days all. Her tiddlership has called. I believe she would like a spot of breakfast.