Well I’ve definitely being a bit lax this year on the blogging front…. oops! It’s not that much has happened in the last couple of weeks, to be honest that’s been the problem- I’ve not found much to write about so haven’t really bothered. I’ve got a couple of general blog posts in the pipeline that have been distracting me too. Plus I just wrote a whole post only to delete the whole thing as it was a bit crap and waffly- and I’m in danger of this one going the same way at this rate!

So enough with the excuses- what have we actually been up to? Well like most of the country we had a splash of snow this week, not too much but it did trigger a house day for the children yesterday as I couldn’t be bothered with a tantruming toddler (she woke up grumpy) in the snow with Seb all wrapped up while pooing for England again (bloody teeth!) as he was in blow out the nappy mood. The only trouble with a house day is that it extends the day by about 3 weeks.

Polly has developed a hilarious comeback to anything we say or do- “you go work.” Everything from me saying no more postman pat to Seb pulling her hair when I dried them off after a bath to me suggesting we change her nappy all prompts the defiant shout “you go work”. Yup even Seb gets told to go to work!

Seb himself has finally and I mean FINALLY cut his first tooth. I mean it’s only taken 9 months for him to grow the tiniest little trace of a tooth, like the same amount of time it took me to grow him. But anyway after a grumpy few days with some spectacular nights where he seemed to think no one needed any sleep he’s back to his smiley self.

Talking about sleep, or the lack of, today I took the cot to pieces and moved it into our room. This is the cot that he’s spent 5 minutes one night sleeping in so far. Oh and there was the nap a couple of weeks ago that him and I both took in there together when I tried and failed to implement a new sleep scheme. So I’ve put it up pretty much joined to our bed with the idea of slowly moving him away from my boobs at night as it just feels like it might be time to start trying a different scheme. Not sure where I’ve got the term ‘sleep scheme’ from but it sounds a bit nicer than ‘Henry and I would like our bed back for a least an hour or so at night!’

So I think I’m going to sign off for tonight as I’ve been typing various posts for over an hour now and to be honest I’d quite like to watch an episode of Game of thrones’ while I can before attempting the new ‘scheme!’ Plus the boob monster is fidgeting again…