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 D often crawls into our bed at about 3am, falls asleep and takes over the bed.

 Well 2 nights ago she was already there asleep at midnight ! when we went to bed.

J, and I were talking about the games D was playing that day, especially the one where D pretends to be a sheep, who gets cold after being sheared, and goes and steals the wool back off of the farmer, and sticks it back on with tape….  ( yes my daughter has a strong imagination ! )

Half way through us talking about this …  D rolls over to J, and says and says ” I was …….  er sheep……    er   stick ….   wool on…… tape ”  then rolls over to me and continues to sleep !!  the kinda thing you say when you are drunk…..   well..  maybe that’s just me ?

  I tell you, D never misses a thing…. 

currently listening to Lost In Translation – soundtrack cd


D is welsh, by nature of being born in Wales,

But she is still half English.

J, tried to get her to shout for Wales in the rugby last week, and D said to me, “Dad, I’m half Welsh……”   To wish I replied, yes, but remember that the bigger half in English ! ”

That confused her…

 So do I get her to say ” Hey up Pops ” when we go home to Sheffield !! that’ll confuse her.!!


So the weekend turned out to be quite better than expected.bonding time for me and D.

Me and D, went to the park after and fed the ducks, and did the swings, though D was quite dismayed by the fact that the roundabout had been removed !!

The we drove over to ASDA ( other supermarkets are available ) and got some flowers for tomorrow, and food, we then came back and planted the sun flower seeds,

Today was filled mainly by guitar hero and trying to sort out our attic, which uncovered quite a few memories, and also quite a bit of junk, which needed binning, so we can put more junk in the attic. !!  it’s kinda like a big filing system up there !

currently listening to Ashes to Ashes theme album.

 


 

 I have some time with D this weekend.

 If the weather is good, hopefully we shall go to the country park

then we have sunflowers to plant. There is nothing like trying to get children into gardening, also D is very clingy to J. Hopefully we can start to break this down by having some quality time with her.

 Then soon we are off to Sheffield to see the family, to let my family have some time with D. not sure if my sisters plan of going to the chinese supermarket on the tram will come off though, I think D has plans of seeing my sisters pet cat, Morris……   Goodness help Morris !

Currently listening to Alter Bridge.


D, saw her great-uncle the other day, who is in a wheelchair sometimes.

She came home and said to us, “I’ve just seen uncle George, he was in his wheel barrow ”

priceless


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Is this a new theme, or am I being a bit Koi ??

Still unsure about this theme, it seems a bit wussy for me, it is supposed to be subtle, but I think it goes a bit too far !

BUT a long weekend back in God’s own country of Yorkshire beckons soon, counting down the days till I see the folks again. though it means more home renovations on my sisters house probably, and in fairness she don’t pay well!!! haha

listening to The Gaslight Anthem – ’59 Sound


 

 D, has her heart appointment on Thursday,  not life threatning, but it may need sorting.

If you can spare us a thought on Thursday it would be appreciated,

 Basically there is 2 outcomes.

1) Full discharge.

2) Back to Bristol and have the procedure done again.

 It is a ….  worrying time, we thought we were over it, then at the check up they added a year to the final discharge date to be sure. You think a year is a huge time away, but it is amazing how soon it  comes around again.

Surgery is worrying when it is yourself having it, but when your child has to have it, it suddenly blows things out of proportion, remembering the operation nearly 3 yrs ago is bad, but now D being nearly 4 she will be fully aware of what is happening, which makes it harder for us parents……. The worst part was remembering the surgeon saying “Do you want to kiss D good-bye?? “……..   I was furious inside, it wasn’t GOOD-BYE..  only … good-night.for couple of hours.  I keep saying it but before you have children, you can’t put yourself in the shoes of someone with children ( I do not try to make myself out to be something special saying that…. ) but it is true, things change. The amount of love you have for a child is incredible, and undescribable.  and naturally you don’t want any harm to come to them, you want to shield them from harm.

So if you can spare us a thought on Thursday it would be apprecriated.

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