Day thirteen

5.15 Little grizzles from the bedroom. Nixon was side on out of his blankets. A bit of a readjustment and he was off back to sleep.

6.15 up and out to the dogs for me. Ben and Mo wet in the kennel. I don't like mopping floors at that hour of the day. Dogs fed, run and kennels cleaned I was back inside for a shower and to get myself organised. Washing out, gate opened and house tidied by the time Nixon got up. Lovely clear, but cold morning. Brrrr.

8am when Nixon woke.

ANOTHER NEW TOOTH (well half a tooth poking through)

Nixon fed and dressed to look cute. A couple of selfies off the laptop. Was almost impossible to get one of this wriggly wee worm.

9.45 Bob, my principal arrived for our Senior Leadership Meeting. Nixon sat on his knee and softened him up.

10.00 Mike arrives for our meeting. Nixon was perfect. He had his bottle, gooed and gaaed, had a nap, got back up and was perfect the whole time.

12.30 Meeting over. Nixon had lunch and out we went to toilet the dogs and get some fresh air.

 Maggie did the babysitting while I toileted and ran the kenneled dogs. She went to sleep on the job though!

 Off to the mailbox to see if anyone loves us (or wants money from us) and to shut the gate to keep Charlie and Baxter off the road.

 Mid afternoon sometime Nixon had another sleep. I got some more school work done.

3.30pm Out to do the night feed, toileting and clean up. Sam took a stint at entertaining Nixon. Nixon was great but got a wee bit titchy near the end. He is such a good boy.

 I love my pram. It not only can be used for babies, mail and tools it also doubles as a clothes basket. Prams are female. They can multi-task. I will miss hanging out these wee socks :(

 Back inside and Nixon had a wee play on the floor. He did start off sitting in his ring thingy but he lay down and snuggled into it. I thought he was going to go to sleep but he is far to nosy for that.

 Once bored with that he popped into his standing thingy to eat his biscuit.

 Yes. Nixon does cry. He is cute when he has a wee hissy fit though. Nana's homemade baby soup was a disaster. Nixon had a couple of spoonfuls and we ditched it for jar stuff. The vege delight must have been a fluke!

 Nixon has discovered there is another sink. Far to small for him to climb in though but he loved pulling the plug out and playing.

 All snuggled up after his bath ready for his massage, creams and clean clothes before his bottle.

6.00pm Evening bottle and a phone call from Grandad to let us know he was leaving for the airport in a couple of hours. Nixon listened but wasn't very talkative on the phone.

6.30pm Nixon in bed and straight to sleep. What a good wee man he is.