We both had plans last night. I was going to watch a film, Melissa was going to watch all her reality tv gubbins. Penny must have got wind of this.
She went to bed at 7pm, and woke up at 8pm. We finally got her back to sleep at like 4am. That's not an exaggeration. She was screaming like she's never screamed before. At one point I was going to sleep on the couch, and Melissa snuggle with Penny in our bed, but that didn't work. She just went ballistic. Every time we thought we had her settled and put her down she'd kick off again. We think it's her teeth, but a few people suggested it might be the fish finger. Possibly clutching at straws. Either way, she was awake all night, screaming unless we were holding her. Annoyingly, there were times Melissa had her sat on the bed with her and she was friendly and playful as ever. We finally got her to sleep for more than 20 minutes at a little after 4am. We all awoke at about 9:55am. Needless to say, we didn't make church. Perhaps that was Penny's game plan after all. We will never know. She didn't have any teeth this morning, which I think speaks volumes. There's probably a pun in there. I don't know, I'm shattered.
She's been a little narky today, but not really any more than usual. She had a sleep on Melissa at about 12pm while I went to (the) ASDA to stock up on Calpol and baby wipes, then I came home and we lounged about for most of the afternoon. There was talk of going for a walk but the weather looked threatening so we opted for TV.
I cooked us a lovely tea while Melissa amused Penny (who had ravioli and potato waffles) and then it was bath and bed.
I'm not going to disclose our plans for this evening in case Penny gets wind of them and does her best to ruin them. No, nothing rude. Melissa didn't finish all her TV shows last night, and my XBOX isn't going to play its self.
I've said too much.
See you tomorrow!
