Started new job. I am being an Exec Assist again. This time with it's based in the city. I love the city. I love new stuff.
Getting home from work and my boys are waiting for me to go food shopping.
It take me 30minutes to get to work, not an hour.
Torby choosing me to read bedtime stories last night - he usually prefers Nw
Torby going to sleep with minimal fuss last night and then sleeping until just past 7am. I guess a day of running around in parks will do that.
Torby has always been a fussy eater. He hates trying new food. Tonight I waged a battle and it ended in tears (for us both)
It's the utter refusal and the histronics when asked to try anything perceived as new that makes me see red.
He's gone to bed without any real dinner inside him and quite distraught. I juust get to sit here and feel like the worst parent in the world.
Had a few flat days but I think I know why and I've decided that there is nothimg I can do about and I know how to avoid it in the future so there is no point in the meh. See, I'm just like a grown-up