Average morning


Because this website is as much a diary for me to look back on in the future as it is a conventional blog I thought that today I’d write an entry about what the Bexley Carters did this morning, which was a pretty average morning.

(apologies if you find the following a bit boring)

It’s a work day for me, but not for the Lovely Melanie, which also means no nursery for the girls, so no rush to get up and ready.  I need to catch a train around 8.30-9, and since it’s a Friday the girls all go to the library for story and song time there, as well as to change their library books.

My alarm goes at off 7am, but we ignore that today.  Millie gets up to use the loo at 7.15 and then comes in to cuddle with us.  eBub can often be heard in chattering and sometimes even singing in her room – with the side of her cot up she can’t get out of there so she has to wait for us to come in and get her – but today she sleeps in.

Millie as a pussy cat, the day before

About 7.30 I go downstairs and get the breakfast things ready – Cheerios, beakers of milk, cups of juice and a tea for me.  When I return upstairs Millie is in Amber’s room asking her to pass “Mr Bug” (a cuddly toy) to her.  Amber ignores Millie’s request and raises her arms to me saying “Meh! Meh!” (Translation: get me out of here!  Get me out of here!)

I change Amber’s nappy and put her slippers on – Amber has something of a shoe fetish at the moment (the Lovely Melanie called her the Imelda Marcos of the baby world), trying on every pair of shoes she can find and stumbling round the house in them.

The Lovely Melanie comes in and tells Millie to put her glasses on.

Somewhat unusually, Millie puts her glasses on.  She also grabs her blanket, then follows Amber and I downstairs.

In the kitchen Amber goes into her baby chair, happily shouting “bibby” when I put her bib on and give her a beaker of milk.  Millie no longer wears a bib when I do breakfast, but does with the Lovely Melanie.  She still has a booster seat on one dining room chair, but doesn’t sit in this for breakfast any more.

The Lovely Melanie comes down and sits with the girls.  I shave my head in the kitchen with a pair of shears (my, ahem, hair, has gotten a bit, cough, long, and I do this about once a week).  We talk about how weird it will be when Millie starts school in two weeks and suddenly realise that this will be the last time the girls all go to song and story time together, since next Friday we’ll be going to Swindon ready for Trev and Conny’s wedding.  I think about how it’s a shame we can’t make Millie aware of these milestones passing – life rushes by in a blur of new exciting things for her, with precious little time to stop and think about them.

Amber, taken by Millie

We’ve bought 100 glow sticks for Trev and Conny’s wedding and I show one to Millie, promising we can see it properly in her room with the curtains shut after she’s finished her breakfast.  Amber is spooning delicious Cheerios into her mouth as fast as she can and doesn’t notice.

Millie finishes her Cheerios and we go upstairs, close the curtains in her room and for ten minutes play at being fairy godmothers with glow sticks for magic wands.  Zap!  Bing!

I go into the bathroom to shave my face.  While Mel tidies up Amber can be heard roaming around downstairs shouting “Shoe-shoos!” or “Meh!”  From the bottom of the stairs she spots me and rattles the stair gate shouting “Da-dah!  Meh”  I wave at her and finish shaving.

Amber and the Lovely Melanie come upstairs; Amber is dressed by the Lovely Melanie; I get into the shower.  Amber climbs on the top of the loo and examines all the pretty things on the window sill.  She’s not terribly safe on there to be honest and I’m watching her carefully from the shower.  Fortunately she doesn’t fall off.

Where is Millie?

When I get out of the shower I show Amber the glow sticks in Millie’s room.  She shrieks with delight!

She walks out of Millie’s darkened room and is less impressed.

She walks back into Millie’s room again and shrieks with delight.

Repeat four times.

Amber, the day before, hoping for dinner
Amber, hoping for dinner, the day before

I’m cleaning my teeth and she comes in to watch me, but is slightly upset at getting her socks wet on the bathroom floor.  She points up at the sink and says “Teh!” until I pick her up and clean her teeth.

Toothbrush still in mouth she wanders off to find the Lovely Melanie.

No, really, where is Millie?

She’s in our room, dressed, sat at the computer, and asking for music – no, a film! – no, music! – no, a film!  I give her the minimum of help to start Sleeping Beauty playing on the computer (in the last couple of weeks Millie has realised what the computer can do and has become surprisingly adept at using it).  Sleeping Beauty is her favourite film ever.

Amber returns, gives me her toothbrush, climbs on the bed and grabs my iPod and phone.  I grab my iPod back and let her run around the bed.  The Lovely Melanie comes in and lies down on the bed with us.

I give everyone a kiss and head off to the station…

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