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Great Day, Touched With Sadness

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Posted by: Eddie2sox Saturday 10th November 2007, 10:49pm
Last edited 10/11/2007 10:49pm by Eddie2sox

Yay, I was free of norovirus symptoms so Sam was on a sleepover!

Picked him up from nursery and we had good fun playing Batman and Joker Lego games until tea time. Tea was Pukka pie (you can get them in Tesco now), chips and beans. Unhealthy food does you good now and then. Sam was very tired so bedtime was quick.....but then my usual Friday night horrors began!

I can NEVER sleep well when Sam is here. I wake up every hour and feel I have to check on Sam to see if he is still breathing - ridiculous I know, but I can't help it. I went to bed at about 11 after watching the Beeb's ace comedy night, but I can remember being awake at 2355.

At 0044 I woke up and went to check Sam.

At 0158 I woke and went to check on Sam.

At 0348 (according to my phone) I woke up but couldn't see the time on the radio. Then noticed the hallway light was off. Jumped out of bed fearing a weird kidnap attempt for Sam. Looked out of the window and there were no lights in King's Lynn, anywhere, as far as I could see. Checked the fuse box, no trips. Assuming a powercut I lit some candles, in case Sam woke up in complete darkness and panicked. Five minutes after lighting candles the lights came back on.

At 0420 I woke worried about Sam - he was OK.

0538 Sam arrived in Daddy's bed. Not a bad thing but you know sleeptime is over.

0615 Alarm goes off, Sam leaps out of bed and says "Shall we start playing?", Daddy rolls out of bed and says "Soon"

Then the morning routine starts. Bit of telly, lots of playing. Breakfast, log in to the TMI website.

Then TMI starts. Today, if Caroline Flack ended the show with more "friends" than she had at the start of the show, she would be soaked/gunged/glooped to the n-th degree. I asked Sam what he wanted to do. Sam said "Vote for Caroline so she gets soaked"! Good lad ;)

We had ham sandwiches for dinner while I cooked our spaghetti bolognaise tea (saves a lot of time in our Saturday evening rush), then set off to visit Nana.

I was somewhat nervous about going to my Mum and Dad's house for the first time knowing Dad would not be there. Sam wasn't. I happened to mention that we weren't far from Nana and Grandad's, and Sam corrected me by saying "Daddy, it's just Nana's now". How easy is it for young children

Sam fell asleep and woke up just as we arrived at Nana's. For the first 45 minutes he was SO uncommunicative. I think it was a lot to do with just waking up, but probably, in hindsight, trying to sort out what was going on in this place where Grandad always is, but isn't now. It's the first time the facts of Sam's Grandad passing away have been met head on. We had a really nice visit.

THE SADDEST thing for me was completely unexpected. I made Sam have a wee before we left, then followed him in. Then I noticed in the corner of the bathroom, put out of the way, Dad's beer. There was a pack of Boddington's beer - he loved it - with three of the four cans still attached. His last drink. I had a quick tear sitting on the side of the bath before we came home.

At the end Sam gave Nana a massive huggly hug, which was lovely. Auntie Cas arrived at exactly the same time. I feel bad, but with Sam due home at 6 we couldn't stay longer, sorry......

When we got home we had a normal Saturday night rush. Quick bath, Sam washed Daddy's hair for a change, Sat down at the table for tea, then we had 5 minutes play before You've Been Framed came on. I'd arranged with Sam's mummy that he could watch it there, so that was the softener for going back to mum's house.

We had a great day today. Tinged with sadness. Who'd have thought that a pack of beer with just one missing would make me cry? Must describe the Marching Band thing soon, we laughrd ourselves stupid at the Hardwicke Roundabout tonight....

I went out later, but that will either remain a mystery or I'll tell you tomorrow.

Love you Sam. Love you Mum. Love you Dad.

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