twitter that is, telling us all that Davy Jones from The monkees has died at the age of 65 about an hour before the BBC reported it.
Ah i used to love watching the Monkees show..Just sitting here watching this and thinking ah he was kinda my favourite *blushes* but then my daughter has just come in as i was watching this video on youtube and said ‘ew he looks like a girl!’ #burstthebubble.
Enjoy, especially those awesome shapes he can throw *guffaw*
RIP Davey 🙂
I loved the landscapes theme last week from Tara at #thegallery. This week its friends. I didn’t know whether to start with my friends, our friends, the kids friends…it could be a wall of photographs presented.
But after a bit of thought id stuck with one.
My friend.
this was taken just before she selfishly took herself and her family off to the other side of the world. 🙂
We started school together a bazillion years ago and have been mates ever since. Her mum even forgave me when we were mucking about a few days before my friend’s wedding and i told her that it would be okay getting on a crazy pony bare back which she subsequently fell off and managed fortunately to not cause any further damage to the back injury she was just getting over.
yeh. not the most responsible action on my behalf. But well, in my defence, she could have held on more! Im kidding mel, you know that right?
Good times. 😉
sliding in late….as usual.
1. I whined about my daughter's lousy sleeping yesterday and guess what that evening the girl was wailin' and my fab OH stayed up with her and persisted with a bit of controlled crying whilst myself and our son (who shares her room so had to vacate) slept through. Which is quite astonishing given how much noise she was making but maybe that gives you an idea of how tired we all are. So mwah to the OH. 🙂
2. Book day? Do you love it or hate it? Three kids in outfits, one of which seriously hates dressing up and is already, i think, planning the tummy ache for friday morning!
3. I lost my change bag last week. Gutted. Lost in that all to familiar fried mummy way, that would be getting all your kids in the car and leaving it on the pavement. *duh* and don't give me sympathy I have done it before with different objects and i thought id learnt my lesson. pah!
4. We cycled to swimming lessons this evening at 5.30 because it was light enough to do so! Ah the spring is coming back our way.
5. I tried very hard to watch a baby photography workshop over the weekend that was being broadcast live over at creativelive. It didn't go that well, the me watching it part. The workshop looked fantastic but it being on American time meant that it clashed with tea, bath and bedtime on a weekend when the OH was away :-/ That and an unfortunately timed 'cant really rush this' phone call meant that i missed some key bits. So anyone want to let me in on the secrets she shared?
6. Some music folks, love this cute video.
7. I have put in some forward planning to mother's day and actually told the OH what i would like. It seems like it takes us ladies years to realize that they are not going to just 'guess' what we would like!
8. I found a apple core trying hard to blend into my car upholstery. Its not pretty. Im not proud, id like to say it was because i was clearing the car but in fact i think i was searching for a pound coin i thought id seen for those annoying little token things on trolleys!
9. Whats that? You've never seen a scooter riding fairy?
10. Im loving Pinterest at the moment. You can come and follow me here at the moment i just hang out in the travel and photography sections. hmmm..now what does that tell you?
Linkin' up wid de ladies….
That would be 'sleep'
I rob myself of sleep ALL THE TIME. Just a few more minutes there, a few more minutes here. When my kids are in bed, i still have ones young enough that they are all away in their little beds by about 8pm, the time is MINE!!
MINE!
and sometimes i just can't face the thought of cutting it off short with something like 'sleep' Of course this is also the fact that once you have gone to sleep, its about five milliseconds till its morning and then you are there back on the old treadmill, groundhog feeling, day again.
So ill put it off as long as i can so inevitably when i get to bed i need to cram me in some decent sleep, there are some nights when i might be looking down the barrel of five hours, six perhaps? Its okay, no really it is, as long as that is what i get. As long as that is SIX hours sleep and not six hours cat napping in between seeing to blearly visits to the bathroom, shouts for lost pacifiers, drinks, cuddlies, bad dreams, sore leg, sore arm, monster under the bed checks and then of course waking with that dead feeling in your legs because a child has crawled unnoticed into your bed and is slowing causing your blood to drain from your limbs.
Just lately my youngest is playing sleep roulette with us. You know that Forrest Gump line. Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get?' You can re write that for my girl using the word 'sleep' instead of Life and 'how much' instead of what. She sometimes gets up to play and chat at about midnight. S'okay baba we are usually still up around then so 'hiya, hello, and then get back to sleep' But not until shouting loud enough to get a couple of others up to. GaH!
She sometimes works it out okay till about 3am then decides napping next to mama whilst softly saying 'bababababa' works well. Not so much.
Other times we are good till about 5am and then its a full on wake up 'FEED ME SEYMOUR" type scream which means there is going to be no going back to sleep and the only option is up. ack. and lately at the moment it is ALL THREE of those options *blink*
Sleep is a parenting issue i know and sometimes it can be boring the way folk go on about it. But you know there is a point when you are so sleep deprived that when someone asks you how many kids you have you say the wrong number and don't even realise or care.
Im sure this sort of post will promote advice. Which i like. Advice is good. Thing is, the enemy of all those theories and ideas on sleep training is acutally….sleep….and the overwhelming desire to do anything to obtain unconciousness. ha! That and a house full of other sleeping children who you would rather not have coming to the party too. So its scary but true that we will probably just weather this stage out and cope with it in a variety of different ways in order to maximise the chance of survival.
and that is all i have to say about that.
