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Norfolk Single Dad Is what I said to Sam's mummy earlier today.... You see, I've been bundling my leaflets together for this week's delivery. There are never the right amount of each leaflet. I mentioned this to Sam's mummy today and she asked if she could have them at school, as they're very useful there. Better than recycling them by KL Council anyway, their recycling policy is rubbish!
So, my weekend. Pretty good on the whole despite feeling pooh all the time. I've felt roughly like that all week but it got worse at the weekend (helpfully). Me and Sam had a good time anyway. Friday we enjoyed pie and potato wedges for tes, it was delicious! The wedges seem to interest Sam as much as chips do, but they are just new taties sliced up and roasted for 40 minutes, infinitely healthier. I added mushy peas to my menu......
Saturday we tried to stick to the current "quiet time" plan, with nothing outrageous planned. We just played all morning, with TMI as the highlight on the TV. Sam ate a massive brekkie, a BIG bowl of Coco Pops, followed by FOUR rounds of toast. He's growing fast though. This weekend was "measuring time" and he's grown 1.5cm in a month and put on 0.2kg. He's on a growth spurt, which accounts for the appetite.
We zoomed up to Tesco to buy picnic food then set out for Nana & Grandad's house, stopping on the way to scoff some pickernicker. We also had a good little playtime in the playground grassy area. Then on to Sleaford.
Because I hadn't phoned before, we found that only Grandad was home. Sam woke him up by knocking on the window, and we went in for a chat. I diverted Sam down the garden and found out that Grandad was having a really rough week, and Nana was out on a shopping trip in Horncastle with Auntie Lou. Grandad loves having Sam round though, and Sam loves his Grandad, so we had a nice time, and Grandad ventured down the garden to find us at one point. Sam loves the big garden, and me, Sam, and Didi run round chasing each other for ages, which is VERY good fun. I pretended I didn't know where Sam was, and he kept popping up yelling "Cooo-eee" (learned from our trip to Lincoln Castle), and I would spin round and pretend not to know where it came from.
We were just about to leave when Nana and Auntie Lou arrived home. Sam and Auntie Lou had a good talk about their arms race (water fight) with both admitting they had access to 500 water bombs plus catapults. Auntie Lou says she has a HUGE new water gun. but did seem slightly shocked when Sam announced his water hose with water tank/back pack. Sam was singing "bananas in pyjamas" at approx 110 decibels, much to everyone's "delight"! Too soon we had to head home, and Sam gave various hugs (he always hugs Grandad extra tight, he loves him so much), handshakes, high fives etc, then we went to the car. Nana came out with us, to say bye bye to Sam, then we drove off, back over the bridge (beep beep be beep beep), and homewards. Sam saw Nana waving as we drove over the bridge.
We got home in good time for a change and had a really good fun playtime, Sam's tea was home made fish sticks and potato wedges which he loved. We had a really nice snuggle on the settee while we watched You've Ben Framed (don't laugh, this snuggle time with my little boy is THE best part of my life by miles), and then headed off to mummy's. Another lovely time with my little boy.
Straight after I went to the gym. Not feeling great but I did it anyway. Then home to finish off our picnic food which reminded me of our time together and made me feel happy and sad at the same time.
Sunday has been a trip to the gym, and stuffing my leaflets for this week's delivery. Spoke to Sam. Bed soon. CommentsWant to comment on this blog entry? Blog Entry Discussion (4 comments) Spread the Word
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