For a very long time now Ben, and latterly Jessica, have gone to bed at 7pm. Or rather, that’s the time they go up and it regularly takes half an hour to brush teeth, read stories and get them settled down and off to sleep. For almost as long Ben has refused to sleep during the day, unless he drops of during a car journey. This is probably down a combination of Smith and Davis stubbornness genes. Jessica is slightly better and will at least take a nap. They both tend to wake up at about 7am, although this is often earlier during the week due to my inability to move with the silence of a Ninja when leaving the house for work.
So what of this? Well, it’s lead to Ben (particularly) getting very tired during the day. This has a knock-on effect when he’s at pre-school. Louise suggested earlier in the week that we put them to bed at 6.30pm instead. Now, initially this just seemed silly-early. But having tried it for the first time last night, it seems to be working out. So now, for the time being, we have an extra half hour in our day; today that time has gone into this blog post. Don’t you feel privileged?
On the topic of children, it would be remiss of me not to mention Jessica’s talking. Boy, is she coming on fast!? She passed the milestone of being able to say Ben’s name a couple of days ago and two syllable words (beyond Mummy and Daddy) are now within her grasp. She’ll attempt many words if you ask her and she’s also making huge efforts to join in when we sing songs. Great!
On the topic of songs — and, yes, I’ll have to find a better way of starting paragraphs than with “On the topic of…” — I’ll leave you with this song that Ben taught us a couple of days ago:
Twinkle, twinkle, chocolate bar;
My dad drives a rusty car;
Push the lever, pull the choke;
Off we go in a cloud of smoke;
Twinkle, twinkle, chocolate bar;
My dad drives a rusty car.
It would appear that your car is knackered. You should take it to a mechanic…