Thursday, December 04, 2008

Mixed blessings 

One of the best things about working from home is that one is able to look after one's progeny should they awake in the night, be violently sick over half of the first floor (including, inexplicably, some upright surfaces such as walls and doors- I tell, it looked like a scene from The Exorcist), and then wish to spend the following day in stately grandeur in front of toddler TV (squiggle sticks ready, everyone?).

In her defence, this was the first time in her 11 years in this world that Dill has managed to be sick on the floor. She was a freakishly alert baby, and would warn us 20 minutes in advance that sickness was looming. I remember a particularly awful bus journey into central London with her aged about 16 months. After about a half hour of stop-start brake-led driving by a driver who appeared to be about 17 years old, she announced, in plenty of time to allow us to leave the bus, "I sick".

So last night was as much funny as anything. Coming just a few hours after we discovered water pouring through the ceiling of the music room, it made for a busy night though. * tired *

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