Dex got his jags today, the ones he was supposed to get at 16 weeks but had a cold at the time. He wasn’t to bad getting them, just the second one in his leg that goes in deeper (ouch!), that’s the meningitis one. Went to the shops and he fell asleep in the car for ages. He slept through his next feed, only about an extra half hour, but it starts to muck up the rest of his routine. Later on he got a bit grumpy and that’s when the calpol came out. Most of it went down his bib so I don’t really know how much he got. The wee soul. Put him down to bed around 7.45pm and he didn’t moan for his dummy until just now, nearly 3 hrs later!
Kai’s so depressed, his xbox has broke and it’s been like that for nearly a week! Another poor wee soul. Wee shame for him. I thought that he would spend a little more time in the living room with us, and he has, but he’s on the pc all the time so I still don’t get much out of him. Just the odd “can I get” and “look at the size of my muscles!” he’s no that bad really, I do have conversations with him, honestly!
I think that’s the hangover finally away. About time! Was getting the shakes and everything on Sunday. But all is well now.
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