Grandad let me have a sleep in and he got up and sorted the dogs about 5.30am. We had a bit of a nap after that until around 8ish when our wee man was ready for his bottle. Guess who forgot to boil the jug earlier and make sure there was boiled water? Me. Bugger. I was a bit out of my routine with the sleep in so we had to wait for the bottle to cool before Nixon could have his morning drink.
Grandad and I ooed and ahhed and fussed until it was cool enough then everyone was happy. I snuggled in bed for a while with Nixon reading and playing while grandad fed the hounds.
After his weetbix Nixon played a bit more before having a wee nap for about half an hour. When he got up we finished packing and sorting things.
We went outside for a wander in the pram and to open the gate for Taua and watch Grandad gallop Sam and Ben.
Lunch for Nixon was Bacon and Lambs Fry babyfood. Sorry Nixon. I wouldn't eat it but it is meant to be good for you. Grandad shared his Nana Pam chocolate chippie with Nixon also. Very lucky boy! Nixon had a mouthful of lunch then a mouthful of plastic flower. I reckon the flower would have tasted better. 
Nixon sat on the couch with Grandad like a big boy looking cute and cool all in one.
Lots of cuddles and playing, a bit of lunch and Nixon was ready for bed again. I tried hard to keep him up, playing, jiggling, walking around but he just got too tired so went back down at about 1.15pm. Sorry Kara.
About 2.30ish Kara and Kahu arrive to take our wee man home with them. Kara went in the room and woke Nixon up. He wasn't grumpy at all but seemed very happy to see his Taua and Uncle.
After dishing out a few instructions and loading the car we said goodbye to our wee moko. A few tears were shed but I know he is in good hands.
Off we went to the rubbish dump to dispose of the bags and bags of nappies and popped into work. When we got home our house felt so empty. I am missing Nixon so much.
While out sorting the dogs out twice I thought, "Where is the baby monitor" and went to go inside and check on Nixon. Very sad when I remembered he had gone back to the Coast.
Three things I will miss the most:
1. The 'snuggle' time in the mornings and his bright smile when I picked him up
2. Nixon lying on my chest chewing my pounamu necklace
3. Nixon's laughing, chattering and giggling
Three things I will not miss:
1. Jumping out of bed at some unGodly hour in the school holidays to get the dogs sorted so I was back inside before Nixon woke (although back to work tomorrow so I will be back to that anyway!)
2. Poohy nappies
3. The smell of regurgitated goats milk. It smells so much worse than cows milk formula
Three things I learned:
1. How to get poop out of the carpet
2. When in doubt use google
3. I can actually cook something that someone will enjoy (even if it is baby food)
Three hardest things:
1. Timing everything so that I had my outside chores done while Nixon was sleeping
2. Getting poop out of the carpet
3. Being tired most the time
All in all it was a great two weeks. I don't think I would ever want to be in charge of the kennels and a baby on my own again. It would have been a breeze if Mick was here the whole time but saying that I wouldn't turn the clock back for anything. I love my wee grandbaby and I have been privileged to have this time with him.
I miss our wee man :(
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