A script for bedtime

TROGDOR: Mummy is trying to put me to bed! Oh no! Mummy is trying to put me to bed!! The horror! The horror!!!! Quick, some one call DOCS! Yell, yell. Scream, scream. Get away from me you horrible harpy woman!! Evil!! [Continue for a good 30 minutes]

[enter SPIDERMONKEY]

TROGDOR: Daddy is trying to put me to bed. Oh. Zzzzz.

The news. (Which is more like olds)

Well, how totally slack am I? While there are so many in the blogosphere who manage to post at least semi regularly while also dealing with a dozen kids, four jobs and a collection of farm animals (possibly over stated - all though that Dugger woman seems to be online quite often) I can't even be bothered to get on here to post big news.
So, although every one who knows me/is a FB friend is already aware and I can't imagine who else would be reading this blog, I'm pregnant again. Home star's ETA is early summer. Yes, this is all the EDD you'll be getting. Don't even ask. Morning sickness has been much worse this time around which, I guess, serves me right for being so smug about it during Trogdor's gestation when I was hardly queasy at all. My main learning so far has been that vomiting hummous out of your nose at a bus stop in the middle of the night isn't even as fun as it sounds.
In other news, I'm replanting my garden, Spidermonkey has learnt how to throw a mean tantrum and Spidermonkey's dog just got a level in Dragon Age. I'm nodding at the last one like I understand it...

The doctor is out

Medical insights from a child I teach:

"If I feel sick it's good if I bleed because it gets the germs out. I was feeling sick today but luckly I scraped a scab off because it meant the germs came out and I felt better."

What ever works kid.

Woe is me

I have a head cold.  I hate head colds. Head colds suck...

I know there are people who are actually battling with actual terrible diseases but head colds do really suck...

And for a total lack of sympathy from people around you they are second only to the hang over. "Take a cold and flu," people say. Thanks to pregnancy/breastfeeding I haven't been able to take a cold and flu tablet for 26+ months...

And they were my favourite over the counter medicine...

And mum was planning on coming down this weekend but is now not sure she'll be able to leave home as a cyclone is threatening. I told her that it seemed like a perfect time to leave. She replied, "but I couldn't leave your father." I suggested she get another ticket. "But I couldn't leave the dog." ...

And I'm home alone with a baby who thinks that as soon as the sun sets it's time to get down and boogie...

And I have a head cold...

If it wasn't Lent I'd totally be eating my way through this.