Friday 1 June 2012

The sleep in

At 6:23am this morning the conversation in our bedroom went like this:

Tim:    Do you want me to get Ella up and take her downstairs so you can have a bit of a sleep in?

Me:    Yes please!  I was up a lot last night with her so a sleep in would be amazing.  Do you know what to do?

Tim:    Change her nappy and give her a bottle.

Me:    And then?

Tim:    We wait for you!

I chuckled.  This was going to be the shortest sleep in ever.  I can't even really sleep in these days but I was just looking forward to lying in bed in the peace and quiet for a while.

Bless his heart, Tim is a great dad.  He knows how to put a smile on Ella's face and can entertain her like no one else.  She loves him to death and vice versa.  In the evening when she hears the key in the door and knows Dada is home she throws whatever she is playing with aside immediately and crawls like a bolt of lightning to the door and scrambles up his legs for a cuddle.  It's the cutest thing ever.

But in terms of Dada knowing what actually needs to be done throughout the day and when, he has no idea!

I love this photo of these two when Ella was only a week old.

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