We had promised to have William and Thomas for a sleepover on Tuesday night but, in the end, only William came. We had been over in the afternoon to the Kenilworth Newbies to help out, which turned out to be very lovely – tumbling out of their back gate and into the park behind their house for a play on the swings and things.
When it came to the sleepover, Michael and Danielle thought it was a big ask, but I didn’t want to disappoint William as we had promised. We know that William is a delight to look after so after a bit of discussion, we plumped for having one, rather than both, of the children.
William was a delight to look after – we had fun at bathtime and were very companiable chatting and reading bedtime stories afterwards.
A good night’s sleep was had by all except John, who never has a good night’s sleep, and at 5.45 this morning William came padding through to our bedroom. I made room for him in bed and suggested he get in. He did – for a nanosecond. “I’m hungry,” he declared, “and I’d like some breakfast.” Ah. Oh. Right. Best get up then. So we did and the day started early. Here’s the early bird choosing his breakfast cereal…..
We had a lovely morning filling up the bird feeders, playing with the cars and some old figures like He-Man, Power Rangers and Transformers, that had belonged to my boys when they were kids. I know we knock plastic, but the toys don’t half age well, don’t they?
Just before nine o’clock, William went and winkled Grandpa out of bed so that I could nip to the vets to collect some medication for the cat (who has hypothyroidism after all) and then collect Dawn from the hairdressers. William was reluctant to walk, having cut his heel the other day and found his shoe rubbed rather painfully.
Grandpa was good for entertaining William with Origami. He made a little Scotty-dog out of paper – I am not sure how impressed William was, but he enjoyed snipping his own pieces of paper with his scissors anyway.
Pete arrived to collect Dawn just as I was leaving to take William home, so they stayed for a bit of a chat with John before they, too, left. John spent the rest of the day working his socks off, cleaning round the house. I was delighted when I got home at tea-time to find that he’d vacuumed everywhere. Not only did he do some cleaning, but he set to work on his car, too.
This all sounds marvellous and John ‘must be feeling better’ but in fact, he’s not feeling great just at the moment. He has an abscess under his tooth so is on antibiotics. He visited the dentist yesterday, who gave him a rather bad report. It looks like a couple of teeth may have to come out and may be a side-effect of a drug he is taking. Hell’s bells – anything else?
This evening we had Quiz Night – a tough one but thoroughly enjoyable. Once again, we knew some of the answers…… in fact, John was on form in the James Bond round. Good fun.
That’s all folks. Take care and God bless.