Morning ladies.
The bad news is that L's nose matches Scoot's, i.e. majoy snotfest.
Last night was a farking disaster. Mark didn't get home til late (surprise, surprise - Cilla, anyone?) so I bathed L, and she decided to poo in the bath after being in at least 17 seconds. Poor Macca Pacca, he wasn't sure what to make of it. She then proceeded to develop the worst cold known to man, and finally went to slepep just after midnight, after lots of pleading from mummy. Mark is goddamn useless, kept closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep, then trying to play with her in the dark (WTF?) and saying 'what's up with her?' to me. It does my head in. He is just no help at all. So tonight, if the same thing happens, I'm going to wake AM up and she can deal with her. She's also got a weird spot on her face (don't worry, its not CP or anything), looks a bit like a bite or something. Surely it's not acne already?
TMAM - Will invest in Gray's or Grey's, whichever it is. I hope my poo incident goes some way to easing your pain with your poo incident. L only has a few words too, but she jabbers away very insistently, little index finger always pointing at me. She's very accusing, for someone so young.
Sky - kisses to L.
AM - So excited - I do hope L doesn't give E and J the lurgy. I can't believe this cold has been so badly timed, she's been healthy for at least three weeks! Please let me know if you'd rather we didn't come. I'll understand.
Abby - no more talk of DG and Wellard. Although the night I was out with him, people were shouting, 'Where's Wellard?' to him in the street. My BF and I were highly amused by it all.
I think it's definitely an indication of my league, don't you, that the soap stars I have attracted are so notoriously good looking.