You revolting little biscuit.

It is quite difficult to get to the computer lately. Not only will Ashley run over here and want me to do something if I do sit down, but at the moment I’ve still got piles of stuff that need to be sorted and put away, or cleaned, from our holiday.

Ashley is making so many new word-sounds today. It sounds like she says "ohmygod" but I know she isn’t. Unfortunately every time I point the camera on her she stops. Same with her fake laughter. I did catch her dancing today (she started doing that on Friday) but only because I was behind her and she didn’t turn around.

We made red rice for dinner last night. First meal we fed Ashley a serving of. Yesterday I gave her just the veggies and beef, no rice. Today it was leftovers so there was rice as well. She refuses to eat baby food. At lunch time she won’t eat anything except what we are eating, so she gets my crusts. We spend a lot of time at the dining table because she just keeps eating, but she stops and whinges if we walk away. She doesn’t mind me sitting there reading a magazine though, so that’s nice.

For christmas from the inlaws I got a new imersion blender (that I haven’t taken out of the box yet, but it is pretty awesome looking. Way better than our old one) and a indoor/outdoor temperature thingy. I love looking up and seeing what the temp is outside, rather than having to look it up online or something. Also nice to know the temp inside. Mum has a gadget like that, and ever since I moved out I’ve been jealous of it.

We went to game night on Friday. But no games were played. We all just sat around and watched the two babies (well, Ash is almost 1, Aaron is almost 2) play, and once Aaron went to bed the rest of us just sat around and chatted. At 10pm we finally left because everyone was tired. Ashley actually looked the most alert of everyone there, and her bedtime is 8pm. Once she realised it was late she started crying and didn’t stop until we were home. Poor bub.

She’s the only one who is still a big jetlagged. She keeps waking up in the middle of the night wanting to play. She has always been good at night, if she woke she’d eat and go back to sleep. But now… all the talking and wanting to walk really messes with her schedule. She also demands that I stay in her grasp all night long, so I’m starting to go loopy. I NEED my few hours alone after she has gone to bed, and since Tuesday when we got home, that has happened ONCE. And that was only for an hour. I need my time alone and I need to have a calorific drink of milo before bed because when I don’t, I wake up feeling so weak I can barely make my own breakfast. Not fun.

Ash is being a fuss-butt and I tihnk Jake wants me to stop playing around here so I can help out. She woke up late so had her morning nap at midday and so she didn’t want an afternoon nap. She’d probably be regretting that right now if she realised.