Day four

6.22am Massive sleep in. I could have kept sleeping but the though of a messy kennel prompted me into action. With all the wet kennels, poohey (is that a real word? If so how is it actually spelled? I've just had three attempts and the little red line won't go away.) paddocks and nappies I've cleaned up I deserve an automatic masters degree in crap. -4.2 by the way!

7.50am Little noises from the front room.

8.00 am Nixon is up and being fed in nana and grandad's bed. Electric blanket on and the cat snuggled with us.

9.15 Nixon back in bed for a wee nap. Wow so busy in the mornings. Fed and toileted 11 dogs, cuddled, fed and changed an 8 month old baby, lit the fire, got wood in, took the jackets off the greyhounds and hung them up, got a load of washing ready to add Nixon's clothes and push the wash button, done the dishes, cleaned up the bench, made the bed, got my clothes ready for the day, packed the push chair in the car and Nixon's bag ready to go to work and cleaned up the table all before 9.30am. Now for a coffee before my shower. I'm ready to go back to bed! When I grow up I will not be a kennel hand or a housewife!

 10.35 back up. Into the glad rags to go into work with nana. OMG who invented that car seat! Nixon learned a few bad words while trying to get it done up. Sorry. I take full responsibility but I'm prepared to teach him the correct spelling so that he can also spell truck, duck and muck correctly. Chilled with all the new entrant teachers while nana did her printing.

 After that we popped over to the office to pick up some files and Nixon was fussed over by Jane and Yvonne.

 Nixon had a wee pose in front of the school he will be enrolled in so he can live with Nana!!!

 1pm and we are off to Under the Oaks to have lunch with Hannah. A lovely walk round there. Nixon had the gourmet muesli and fruit (straight out of the jar - that boy has no class!) while Hannah had chicken lasagne and nana had delicious seafood chowder (not as good as Tauanui's though!)

5.15ish Nixon has a wee spaz and a grouchy time. He ate most of his dinner. Had a wee cough and spewed it all up. Was a bit exciting for a while. Waste of good tucker though!

 Straight into the bath after recycling his dinner all over himself. Tried to make up for it by looking cute. Okay so he did make up for it!!!

 After his bath he had his nightly naked roll around on the floor and Charlie had his nightly snuggle.

These cute photos were promptly followed by a big sloppy pooh on the floor. We rubbed his nose in it and threw him out the door. Oh no. That was Charlie we did that to the last time he did that. Much to Charlie' disgrace, Nixon was just thrown back in the bath, cleaned up and cuddled. Talk about double standards!!!!

6.35pm Bottle and bed.