“What a lovely smile.”
“Is he always so smiley?” (Yes)
“That smile has made my day!”
“You must be doing something right!”
“Is he a good baby?” (Yes)
So, the clocks go back on Sunday. In the past, this meant an extra hour in bed though this year I’m not so sure as I don’t know how to explain the concept of daylight saving hours and a lie-in to baby Reuben. Or anything else to do with sleeping and lie-ins.
Instead, this year, I might be up and awake at 2am (with the baby, not sipping cocktails in a bar…) so I can make the adjustments in real time.
When will baby wake-up tonight…
Legs 11 (pm)?
Or, One Little Duck 2 (am)?
Or, Man Alive 5 (am)?
Or, just Lucky 7 (am)!