Had a lovely afternoon at Coram’s Fields. Jake didn’t fall asleep on the way home though and didn’t have his nap till after 5pm! He wouldn’t go upstairs so I persuaded him to lie down on the sofa with me. He fell asleep within minutes, hugging his water cup.
Getting him ready for bed:
Paul: It’s hot, shall we put him in a short one-sleeved onesie?
Me: Are there one-sleeved onesies?!
Paul: Yeah, you know, for children of one-armed people.
With the kind of madness I have to deal with, is it any wonder I’ve lost my grip on normality?