Some weeks there aint much joy....

Some weeks in the life of being a parent are just about putting the graft in and getting through it. The latter end of this week can definitely put on record as one of those - we have had tantrums, teething, snot and more snot, more tantrums, crying and more crying, a clingy baby, lots of dribble and no personal space. You know what despite all of the above I have loved every minute of it. Lucy on the other hand has decided the only way to cope with poor Wiggle's teething and all the noise is to hide under cushions. Sorry Lucy I tried that in the middle of the night when you were a baby and it didn't work then! The one highlight was Lucy's and my conversation using lots of silly voices this morning. She has a mean comedy German accent!