Tuesday 29 May 2012
Mackay plays with my mind
Mackay is usually pretty good at putting himself to sleep but because it has been so hot he played up at bedtime tonight.
This was the sequence of events.
Jamie put him to bed
Shuffle, shuffle noises heard on the monitor
He called 'Gaga, Gaga!' a couple of times (Gaga is what he calls Jamie, long story)
We ignored it.
He read himself his sleepy bunny book, he had shortened the narrative somewhat to 'bunny, bunny, hahaha'
quiet for a few minutes
A few more 'Gaga! Gaga!'
Lots of grunting and shuffling around
Some more shuffling
Gaga! Gaga! and then escalating crying.
At this stage I conceded defeat and went upstairs to ask him what was up.
He had taken off his sleeping bag and was lying with his feet against the wall.
He was adamant I was to lie down next to his bed while he fell asleep, I tried to negotiate so I could sit outside the door but he wasn't having it.
So I laid down, he stood up,
I said if you stand up I'm leaving.
He lay down
I lay down
He stood up
I threatened to leave if he didn't sit down
He stayed standing up
I left the room
He cried
I came back in the room
He lied down
I lay down
He stood up (it is tedious to read this? it was more tedious to participate in it, believe me)
I stood up
He lay down and asked for some water (he was definitely not thirsty.)
I gave him water from a sippy bottle, it leaked, he complained about it.
He stood up
I went to leave the room, he lay down.
I lay down
He asked for his new hat. I said okay and I went down stairs to get it and while i was downstairs looking for his hat he fell asleep and not a peep since.
What is going on with that? Totally playing some weird game with me. Crazy child.
This was the sequence of events.
Jamie put him to bed
Shuffle, shuffle noises heard on the monitor
He called 'Gaga, Gaga!' a couple of times (Gaga is what he calls Jamie, long story)
We ignored it.
He read himself his sleepy bunny book, he had shortened the narrative somewhat to 'bunny, bunny, hahaha'
quiet for a few minutes
A few more 'Gaga! Gaga!'
Lots of grunting and shuffling around
Some more shuffling
Gaga! Gaga! and then escalating crying.
At this stage I conceded defeat and went upstairs to ask him what was up.
He had taken off his sleeping bag and was lying with his feet against the wall.
He was adamant I was to lie down next to his bed while he fell asleep, I tried to negotiate so I could sit outside the door but he wasn't having it.
So I laid down, he stood up,
I said if you stand up I'm leaving.
He lay down
I lay down
He stood up
I threatened to leave if he didn't sit down
He stayed standing up
I left the room
He cried
I came back in the room
He lied down
I lay down
He stood up (it is tedious to read this? it was more tedious to participate in it, believe me)
I stood up
He lay down and asked for some water (he was definitely not thirsty.)
I gave him water from a sippy bottle, it leaked, he complained about it.
He stood up
I went to leave the room, he lay down.
I lay down
He asked for his new hat. I said okay and I went down stairs to get it and while i was downstairs looking for his hat he fell asleep and not a peep since.
What is going on with that? Totally playing some weird game with me. Crazy child.
Am i too old?
Coloured jeans are massive in London at the moment, especially because it's summer. Walking down the high street you see all the colours of the rainbow slapped on people's legs. So I thought I would follow the trend and get some hot pink jeans. I thought I was pretty trendy until jamie told me 'Coloured jeans are totally a 20's thing not a 30's thing.' Rude and ageist. But I disregarded his comment and wore them anyway because I spend a lot more time on celebrity blogs than he does, i know what the hip people are wearing.
I gave them their first outing on sunday and I went to see two of my friends who are quite fashion forward and no one said anything about the jeans and I said to Jamie when we left
'i surprised no one said anything about my new jeans.'
And he said 'Maybe they did say something, just after you have left.'
That's my husband, always tells it like it is. A word of warning don't ever ask him if you have put on weight, he will give you an honest answer. Be prepared for it.
This has just come back to me , like some traumatic flashback, once I was in the fitting room with my mum trying on bikinis and she said to me 'Are you still going to the gym?' I said i was and then she said 'maybe you should cut down on the biscuits then.' Really, I am surrounded by too much honesty.
Also I think all the step and spinning i have been doing has increased my thigh girth. Not good. Especially since i just ordered some bright green skinny jeans and I'm not sure if bright green is technically a slimming colour.
Below are the offending jeans
I gave them their first outing on sunday and I went to see two of my friends who are quite fashion forward and no one said anything about the jeans and I said to Jamie when we left
'i surprised no one said anything about my new jeans.'
And he said 'Maybe they did say something, just after you have left.'
That's my husband, always tells it like it is. A word of warning don't ever ask him if you have put on weight, he will give you an honest answer. Be prepared for it.
This has just come back to me , like some traumatic flashback, once I was in the fitting room with my mum trying on bikinis and she said to me 'Are you still going to the gym?' I said i was and then she said 'maybe you should cut down on the biscuits then.' Really, I am surrounded by too much honesty.
Also I think all the step and spinning i have been doing has increased my thigh girth. Not good. Especially since i just ordered some bright green skinny jeans and I'm not sure if bright green is technically a slimming colour.
Below are the offending jeans
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