Many apologies for yesterdays brevity. It won't happen again.
We all slept well last night. Penny was still asleep when I left for work. Lazy. Work was OK. I was thankful to leave though as I didn't get out at lunchtime and I'd forgotten what fresh air smelled like.
We got home and immediately left the house to go to (the) ASDA for bulbs and milk. The 3rd of 4 bulbs in the kitchen popped last night when I turned them on, so Melissa would have been cooking in the dark more or less.
By the time I got back Penny was fed and me and she played for ages. She took a few more steps earlier in the day, but when I put her down on her feet and she walked the 3 steps to her chair, presumably so as not to mush up her potato waffle.
That was it then. She started lying down and doing yoga moves, narrowly avoiding smashing her head on stuff each time, until her last attempt, when I dived in to stop her banging the back of her head on her chest of drawers. That was the end of that game, and that start of dragging her round the room while she was sat in one of her drawers. Then we ate tea. Then she had a yogurt. Messy.
Once food had been eaten Melissa bathed Penny and I expedited my chores so I could get on Call of Duty sooner rather than later. I'm aware this makes me sound like Melissa's older, fatter, hairier kid.
All chores done, it's simply a matter of time before I'm screaming at other like-minded juveniles in far off lands.
See you tomorrow.
