Anyone who has children will know that getting ready in the morning can sometimes (most of the time!) be like a regimental upheaval. Once Scott leaves for work during the week I usually have a wee cuddle with Rosie and Alexander in our bed, usually lying there thinking 'ahh, this is bliss'. That is, until, like today Rosie decides to give Alexander a *cuddle* by sitting on his head. Bang goes the blissful silence of snuggling my two peaceful children! So it's off with Alexander to his nursery to change him (which is a task in itself - I always compare changing a newborn to trying to dress your barbie doll / action man as a kid). I give myself plus points in the morning if we manage to get him changed without him performing his magic fireman hose trick, thus soaking me, his changing mat and usually the clean clothes I have picked out for him. All whilst this is going on, trying to have eyes on the back of my head to watch Miss Rosie who is usually trying to squash herself into his jumparoo which she is now miles to big for (and she HATED it as a baby!!!). Changing Rosie is now actually quite pleasant. Now that she is speaking we pick clothes out and if she really likes them she tells me they're 'nice'. Very sweet. She's also recently become obsessed with her belly button and likes to point it out every morning. After the changing rigmarole it's off downstairs for breakfast. Rosie is a great wee breakfast eater, except for mornings like today where she places her *empty* bowl on her head and ends up with milk all over her hair and face - 'DONE!', she proclaims. No honey, it's 9am and you're only just getting started...!
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Sarah Honeyman
1/22/2014 02:03:16 am
This is a great idea Lauren, enjoying your posts! Fair takes me back x
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Holly
1/22/2014 07:43:30 am
2x LOLs!
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