Yesterday Sofia and I went to see The Painted Veil at the Everyman cinema in Hampstead Village with a friend from antenatal class and her little boy. The film was a bit depressing (although beautiful) but it was very funny when a screaming baby on screen set off all the babies in the audience!
Afterwards we had lunch at Giraffe, which was lovely, and all the waiters were captivated by Sofia. I think she was smiling over my shoulder at them. One said I could have a free lunch if he could have her, but I didn't think that was a very good deal...
...Until this morning, that is, when my daughter pooed on me while i was changing her nappy. Somehow I sensed another poo was coming, so i positioned the dirty nappy underneath her in readiness but the poo shot out of her bottom at high speed, arcing over the nappy and the changing mat and landing on my hand and sleeve. No wonder I spend most of my life doing the washing!
Speaking of washing, I guess i'd better do some dishes so we can have tea.
3 comments:
What a clever girl!! No doubt it is the first of many moments when you think you have all angles covered only to find that Sofia has found yet another way . . . Happy house moving - hope it all goes smoothly
She just can't be related to a seagull surely.... They seem to have the same ability... although I guess it is pigeons in London. Maybe that is what she has been watching out that front window.
maybe the projectile poo trick is a family trait... our wee one has mastered it too.
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