Saturday 23 July 2011

Twinkle, twinkle, little star...

We've moved base - again - on what seems like our never ending merry-go-round of visits this summer. We're now staying at the flat of some friends who flew off somewhere lovely earlier today (don't ask me where, too sick-making to even think of it given the weather here right now), and my sons are sleeping in their children's bunk beds.

It was all going well; we arrived, unpacked, went out to post a letter for our hosts, made the requisite stop at West London's top gelataria for the Boys to indulge in a little taste of heaven and for me to cadge the odd spoonful whenever their backs were turned (no, no, none for me thanks; I'll just steal my children's ice-cream instead), before returning to the flat for dinner and a bath.

And then? Well, then it was time for the Boys to go to bed. They are sleeping in the bunks belonging to the gorgeous children who live in this flat. It must be said, I had a moment's disquiet when I realised that one of the bunks was sporting blue bedlinen and the other pink, but luckily the latter was destined for Boy #1 and he's quite grown-up and sporting about stuff like that these days.

Or at least, he was. Until he pulled back the duvet, about to climb in, only to discover that the little girl who had slept under it the night before had liberally coated herself - and the sheets - with glitter-ised moisturising lotion...*

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7 comments:

  1. MsCaroline24 July 2011 at 03:08

    Hmmm...what was his reaction to that? Hopefully you were able to come up with some sort of a glittery Superhero spin on the whole thing that would make things seem more masculine...

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  2. Taryn24 July 2011 at 14:56

    Glitter - one step to far.

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  3. Potty Mummy24 July 2011 at 16:19

    MsC, I decided that he shouldn't have to deal with it and changed the sheets. Well, otherwise the whole house would have been covered in the stuff the following morning...

    Taryn, for a nearly 8 yr old boy - definitely.

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  4. Muddling Along25 July 2011 at 15:07

    I hope you didn't let him sleep in it, trouble with glitter is that you never get rid of it

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  5. Potty Mummy25 July 2011 at 17:22

    MAM, my thoughts precisely which is why I changed the sheets before he climbed in (and then vacuumed the floor, washed my hands, shook out the bedspread and - oh, you get the picture!)

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  6. nappy valley girl25 July 2011 at 19:27

    That's hilarious, can just imagine. Mine are just getting to the stage where they think pink is a girl colour. Although they still secretly like Dora the Explorer....

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  7. Kerri @ Baby Monitors Online29 August 2011 at 15:26

    Gosh, can you imagine if he hadn't noticed and just got in. Glitter is a nightmare to get rid of. It just seems to cling to everything.

    Glad you managed to get it all cleaned up :-)

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