The girl still doesn't sleep, it far too bright for her own good, never shuts up and is driving me to distraction while being very, very sweet and caring and adorable
. Wish I knew how she did it.
The boy is, well, a boy who runs aorund at 100 miles an hour all day long making rude noises, telling fantastical stories and shotting things.
I got a BFP yesterday.
I need to finish packing for the weekend. I do not want to go away but MIL didn't give us a choice, she just rang up and demanded dh booked time off work. Since it ocmes a week after our holiday we managed to get out of his taking more time off work but we still have to go for the weekend.
I just got the appeal date in the post today. It is on a day I can't really do as we should be driving down to Oxford for another wedding via my parents house to dump the dcs. No way I can just let them decide based on a written statement though so need to call my parents who are annoyingly out at the moment to see if they can pick the infants up at some point in the week so we can do the appeal and drive straight down. Stress!
The morning before getting my BFP I merrily invited a bunch of friends in the village over for midsummer Pimms and pudding next week. I'm thinking they might notice if I'm not drinking. Ooops.