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Horrible horrible day
Feb. 9th, 2011 02:38 pmEmer kept us both up all night. No, not Emer, Astrid. The little one. Whatsername. Very cute, played peekaboo and bounced and giggled and climbed on us. All bloody night. Augh.
Rob overslept. I overslept. I had those dreams where you get up and do things and then wake up and realise it's been a dream so you get up and do things and then wake up and realise it's been a dream and...
When I eventually got up it was so horrible I went back to bed and started again, this time with a cheerful giggling Astrid and good-humoured older children.
We had a very late breakfast and still haven't had lunch. But everyone except Linnea is dressed and I've cleaned up the mess of teabags from making treasure maps and I've had a cup of tea.
I might have another.
Rob overslept. I overslept. I had those dreams where you get up and do things and then wake up and realise it's been a dream so you get up and do things and then wake up and realise it's been a dream and...
When I eventually got up it was so horrible I went back to bed and started again, this time with a cheerful giggling Astrid and good-humoured older children.
We had a very late breakfast and still haven't had lunch. But everyone except Linnea is dressed and I've cleaned up the mess of teabags from making treasure maps and I've had a cup of tea.
I might have another.