Sunday, January 02, 2011
2nd January 2011 ~ 100 word diary
Threw the remains of Jake’s breakfast away, telling Jake I was doing so because it was old. Jake replied, “That’s right. Jake can’t eat it because Jake not old.” That was a good moment. Before that we had a run of bad ones, starting with a major tantrum when Paul left the house to go shopping. Jake kept crying for him, asking for Daddy Cuggles. Mummy Cuggles just wouldn’t do. Crisps calmed him, but not for long. What with his Daddy-attachment and constant worrying “Mummy are you happy?” I can’t help but wonder if I’m screwing the poor kid up.