February 10th Temper Tantrums, Haircuts and Rugby

1999:  A bit of comfort in mums bed this morning with the quilt back on the mattress.  Really need to stop this habit but neither of us wants to; it’s quite nice really, snuggling up together.  Only problem is – this can’t really go on for the next 10 years.  Woke up at 7.15, oops!  Mummy really should get a plastic sheet for this bed.  Off we set for a very, very mischievous day at Edons.  It was reported to mummy that I tried to bite Jakes arm because he was holding onto my buggy.  Later I was fighting over some Duplo and ended up throwing it in some kids face.  They have narrowed it down to the Dolly mixtures – it’s great this – they think you’re such an angel that they blame it on the food!  Are they mad?  I was just feeling really naughty okay!  Mum attempted to cut my hair tonight with new clippers, but I wriggled and complained and now have a new stripy, itsy bitsy hair do.

2019:  Lots of “accidental hair cuts” over the years. I remember flying to Ireland once, having to wear a cap the whole time and going straight to a hair dressers from the airport. Wouldn’t let mum anywhere near my hair now – it has to be a perfect skin fade. Loved watching the mischief of rugby between Norwich and Holt under 12’s today – slipping and sliding in the rain and the mud and England muller France in the six nations in the dry and warm at home

#toddlers #grwoing up #pottytraining #hair #skinfade #sweet #Enumbers #rugby #sixnations #England #norwich #holt

.

 

February 8th – Changing Plans with Potty Training and Crohns

1999:  I think it must be mum’s funny time of month again, she’s not been herself the past day or two, and today was no better.  Oh joy!  Another week of impatience, shouting and not being able to do anything right.  Mum had a shower whilst I drank my milk in her bed and when she came back in for cuddles realised that me and the bed were soaked for the second morning running.  We were a bit behind today and a bit rushed to get out the door.  I thought it was great fun to avoid the shoes and coat, but mum didn’t hold out too well with that game.  We got to Edon’s just as they were about to leave for school, so I went straight in the buggy.  When mummy went I screamed and sobbed, I think I saw a tear in mummy’s eye as she walked away.  We went to the doctors tonight as I keep saying ‘I’m ‘ot’ and have a gooey nose and eyes.  Now got nasal drops and antibiotics.  We made dinner together, we had good fun, and I pricked the sausages and then pretended to peel a potato with my plastic knife and then threw it around the kitchen. 

2019: Over to Zof’s tonight after work as going to set up joint account tomorrow and speak to estate agents about rental property. How things change. This time last year I was recovering from a fungal infection in my blood and sepsis. I planned to go away for a year to Australia, had my visa and my flights booked for May. Crohns had other ideas as I was rushed in to hospital a week before my flight and had to stay here to have surgery in July. And then I met Zof. We cannot travel currently as still not medically fit but there’s always time.

#cooking #girlfriend #hospital #australia #travel #crohns #illness #antibiotics #renting #womensstuf #pottytraining #children #toddlers #singleparent #childminder

January 11th

1999: Off on our hols today.  As we were getting ready to go I had to sit on the suitcase so that mummy could get it done up.  Mummy has 4 pairs of trousers, 4 tops and 2 jumpers, but we seem to have a huge suitcase, a huge rucksack and a huge carrier bag plus a bag full of toys, as well as mum’s handbag and my very own backpack.  Uncle Terry drove us and during the journey I practiced saying T-E-R-R-Y, formerly known as Ar, now known as Eddy!  We arrived early at The Grand in Margate so we stashed the luggage (which took over the whole reception area) and went to the games room and I had a ride in Pats Van (Mum has a feeling we could spend the whole week here – well look on the bright side at least you’ll know all the words to Postman Pat Mum).  Eventually Mummy tempted me away with a chocolate biscuit, but when I saw |her banana cake I changed my mind.  I ate all the icing and kindly left Mummy the mangled cake bit.  We collected our room keys and went on the mammoth trek to our room.  We circum navigated through corridors, stairs and lifts with me in the buggy and mummy carrying the bags.  By the time we got to the room mummy was praying that Jeremy Beadle would jump out and say it was all a wind up. But he didn’t and it wasn’t.  We navigated the globe back to reception and asked if someone was available to help with the rest of the bags, there was a porter, so we left the rest of the bags and headed back to our room.  We decided to go back via the road as there were far less lifts and stairs, only to find that we couldn’t get in the hotel that end as the door was locked and we had to walk all the way back again. The long corridors, in my buggy, without the luggage are actually great.  Mummy and I raced up them, along the back straight, through the chicane and down the ravine. Mum’s looking a bit red though  Tonight we got dressed up and I escorted my mum to dinner.  I was such a gent I even held the doors open for her.  The dining room however was a slightly different matter as there was so much to explore and spoilsport mummy ended up getting a high chair for me.  After dinner we went to the cabaret room and mummy and I waltzed around the floor.  

2020: I think  may have been unfairly blamed for the packing. I will go away for a week with hand luggage where mum seems to need this plus a big case! Then again I don’t have lots of nappies now and several clothes for “training”. Can just imagine mum doing all that running and pushing me around in the buggy but it would probably be the other way round now. Meanwhile I’ll just stick to my van and car. Still love dressing up, going to dinner and dancing when I get the chance. This week though I am literally working, cooking  tea (with garlic) and falling into bed to eat and sleep and get ready to start again

January 5th

1999: Total repeat of yesterday, which is a bit worrying because that’s now two days running that mum’s awoken to find me in her bed and doesn’t know how I got there.  I’ll let you into a secret – I walked you daft cow.  Snooze, snooze, and snooze.  Eventually I had to take control and kick her out of bed.  Parents, they’re such a responsibility.  I recommend kids think very seriously before having them. All went well at Edon’s today, apparently I got the training thing wrong yesterday, and it’s actually about peeing in a pot.  I can do that, no trouble.  Not going to do it for mum though.  I think she has a bit of an easy time of it at that work thing all day so within 5 minutes of us getting home I spilt my milk all over the place and weed on the kitchen floor.  

2019: I’m not gonna lie. I probably still pee in inappropriate places when I’ve had a few too many bevvies. Not out tonight though – lured to stay in with night before holiday Chinese. Not my holiday unfortunately, but the Chinese was good!

 

January 4th

1999:

Mummy awoke with the alarm, to find me lying next to her, she cannot remember how or when I got there (and she accused me of guzzling the fizz!).  She turned off the alarm and we snoozed on and off.  Here we go again. Rush, rush, rush, rush, rush.  We went down to do my milk and mum’s tea, but I want tea too.  I refused to put my milk in the microwave and with a persistent shouting of “tea” I eventually got my own way. Only ate half of my banana this morning, mummy decided to wear the rest of it on her coat.  Fashion has obviously taken a very strange turn.  Wasn’t too keen to go to ‘Edon’s’ today, but go I did, with a bag full of clothes in preparation for something called ‘training’.  When Mum left I did my half screaming, half laughing, and half crying bit.  How could she leave me?  Has she gone?  Oh, great – let’s play! Have discovered what the ‘training’ bits about, it’s to develop my impersonating skills – today I did an excellent Niagara Falls, whilst in the high chair.  Personally I think it would have been far more effective standing up and given free range, but Director Edon thought differently and tried to collect most of it in a towel.  

2019:

Well carrying on the wet theme – the tumble dryer packed in today so Zof had to go to work in wet jeans and I collected a new one from Argos. Was great to get back in the truck again (well 3.5 tun) and feel the roar. Had to drive it down from Burnley the other week in a mighty storm and have to drive it there again on Sunday to pick up some boards. Looking forward to getting back to work now.