Today
Not really much to say today. Apart from getting up and starving myself before my nans huge sunday dinner. I seriously thought that my stomach was going to explode, to the point I felt like it was impairing my breathing. Ahhh god bless for home made cooking, we like it.
So, my cousing is turning into a right little bruiser. He comes in today and he likes his food a lot, he comes into the kitchen and climbs up into his high chair. At this point the plate that was coming towards him is heading back in the direction of the microwave as it has gone a bit cool, he is not a happy bunny and starts whinging and banging his cutlery on the table. Then his food is given back to him, he is satisfied for the time being. I'm stood minding my own business doing the washing up on the other side of the room and turn round to him rocking himself side to side in the high chair "JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU -OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- WWWWWWWWWWWWWWW - SSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" .. . . . . .at this point in time, I'm thinking the child is asking for juice :| Although our wires could be crossed seeing as he only shouted it for about a minute. I found this so hilarious. I don't know how my auntie puts up with it all the time but it is so funny to see his little face like that and I get scowled at by him for laughing. He may not even be 2 yet but he knows what's going on. And he knows what he wants and how to get it. He was trying to open the freezer earlier and everytime someone told him no he threw himself at it.
This is is one of the reasons I will NOT be having children any time soon. My auntie was talking to me today and saying how scary it is that a lot of my mates have got pregnant. I told her I will not be having a child anytime soon as I find the idea of a pissing, pooing, vomitting, screaming, tiny human a little too scary to handle. I may be 21 but I am not mature enough for a child.
So apart from that discussion I haven't done a lot - got up, watched part of the film confetti, went to my nans, went to Go Outdoors to get a tent for my sister (she has just moved back from the Isle of Wight and she has no idea I have helped her friends arrange to come up here and go to V festival next weekend), came back and played a bit of guitar hero with my family, had a bath as my rather dry hair was managing to get greasy (Hey it's my holiday let me be a REAL student :P) and read a little of Paul O Gradys autobiography. It has been a fairly normal rather dull Sunday.
So, my cousing is turning into a right little bruiser. He comes in today and he likes his food a lot, he comes into the kitchen and climbs up into his high chair. At this point the plate that was coming towards him is heading back in the direction of the microwave as it has gone a bit cool, he is not a happy bunny and starts whinging and banging his cutlery on the table. Then his food is given back to him, he is satisfied for the time being. I'm stood minding my own business doing the washing up on the other side of the room and turn round to him rocking himself side to side in the high chair "JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU -OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- WWWWWWWWWWWWWWW - SSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" .. . . . . .at this point in time, I'm thinking the child is asking for juice :| Although our wires could be crossed seeing as he only shouted it for about a minute. I found this so hilarious. I don't know how my auntie puts up with it all the time but it is so funny to see his little face like that and I get scowled at by him for laughing. He may not even be 2 yet but he knows what's going on. And he knows what he wants and how to get it. He was trying to open the freezer earlier and everytime someone told him no he threw himself at it.
This is is one of the reasons I will NOT be having children any time soon. My auntie was talking to me today and saying how scary it is that a lot of my mates have got pregnant. I told her I will not be having a child anytime soon as I find the idea of a pissing, pooing, vomitting, screaming, tiny human a little too scary to handle. I may be 21 but I am not mature enough for a child.
So apart from that discussion I haven't done a lot - got up, watched part of the film confetti, went to my nans, went to Go Outdoors to get a tent for my sister (she has just moved back from the Isle of Wight and she has no idea I have helped her friends arrange to come up here and go to V festival next weekend), came back and played a bit of guitar hero with my family, had a bath as my rather dry hair was managing to get greasy (Hey it's my holiday let me be a REAL student :P) and read a little of Paul O Gradys autobiography. It has been a fairly normal rather dull Sunday.