I am leaving for England tomorrow morning. I am excited! As much as I love Germany, it's always good to go back to England. Mikey gets to hang out (and no doubt be completely spoiled by) my parents. That's a grandparents job though right?
At the moment I'm listening to bad bad EuroPop music, packing and cleaning up the house ready to leave. I detest packing, I always think I've forgotten something and usually have. I always try to pack really light too, which in this case is difficult as I'll be gone for just over a month. Not looking forward to dragging all of this through the airport along with a little boy who will no doubt want to crawl all over the place and wave to everyone when we are there.
Mikey is upset because not only did it take 3 hours to put him to sleep last night, resulting in 3 hours of lost sleep for him, not to mention he woke up 4 times in the night (the second time I brought him into bed with me and he proceeded to wake two more times and bite me to make sure I was awake too) but I also just stopped him from eating "floor cheerios". He didn't want them when he was in his highchair 10 minutes ago, but now that he's thrown them on the floor I guess they're extra enticing. Such is the life of a toddler. He's 18 months old tomorrow, how time flies.
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