Mrs Sleep

I have a cold. Yuck.

Griffy has been out of character and upset and I think his poor little gums are hurting - more toothy pegs . . . currently good friends with Bonjella and baby panadol.

We haven't been real good friends with Mrs Sleep. She doesn't seem to like us lately, at all. The worst of it is during the day when the kids don't want to sleep, even though they need it, but I nearly fall asleep waiting for them to fall asleep. When they disturb me cause they still don't want to go to sleep, well, lets just say if my head wasn't already pounding I would be looking for a brick wall to smack myself with. Or them?

Have to go blow my nose again and get a cup of tea to warm my sad little throat. Sniff.