Away for the weekend … again…

I always seem to be posting this…. but yes… we are away for the weekend again. I’m at the folks alone tonight with Ella as tomorrow Rowan is going to her first ever birthday party back in Lincoln.

Tomorrow night (the whole reason we’re here) my folks are going to babysit - wait for it - for.the.whole.night….

I’ll let that sink in….

Yes. The.whole.night.

Celebration [she runs round the room singing Madonna-esque type songs about being happy] … celebrate good times come on!! wooo!! [that was singing just in case you didn't realise that....]

Yes - a whole night off….

We are going to a friend’s house for tea and that involves, going out, staying out and not coming home till the next day…. I just know I’m going to go and spoil the whole thing by getting terribly drunk and staying up till 5am or some such thing and coming back feeling way more shite than I ever have done before…. but hey… the point is I don’t *have* to be awake at 7am the next morning…. the point *is* that someone else does …

Grin. Grin. Grin.

So - I am here whilst Ella beats the crap out of a plastic xylophone with a plastic cup and the head of a doll [yes my child is a touch aggressive] watching a Peppa Pig DVD for the 100 milionth time whilst she stinks of poo that I’m putting off changing [which only means that it's getting more ground in....]

But none of this matters… for tomorrow I am childless for 18 hours and I can’t wipe the smile from my smug face..

ha