tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996035601412593396.post538417903934357374..comments2023-05-17T10:05:02.575+01:00Comments on There were four in the bed and the little one said: painting, baking, swimming and broken thingsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230756484782734718noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996035601412593396.post-33796092066131939212012-04-26T22:57:19.500+01:002012-04-26T22:57:19.500+01:00I've put Nyah in her own room this week as she...I've put Nyah in her own room this week as she kept crawling off the bed in the night but I resented it the other night when I was up with her from 1.44am - 4.55am or something of that ilk (we don't have a clock either but I peeked at my phone now and then), especially as I was sat in the freezing nursery with her pretty much naked while she was in her lovely PJs and 2.5tog sleeping bag laughing at me *sob*.<br /><br />Hope Fudge is OK, and yay for the swimming, we still haven't managed it!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02170447197944280777noreply@blogger.com