I had the a day off yesterday, want to hear all about it?:

Little Miss started crying around midnight that her nose was blocked and runny. She couldn’t be convinced to blow her nose no matter what, nor would she let anyone else touch it. The best we could achieve was getting her to take some medicine and then lie there whimpering, while she occasionally patted her nose with a tissue once before throwing it on the ground because it was now ‘yucky’, until she fell asleep.

I ended up sleeping in the butterfly bed with her as I knew she would wake up twice more as the medicine wore off. Luckily for all involved she slept in until almost 6am before finally getting up. That was ok though as the minute she was awake she went and woke up nanny who was also staying with us at the time.

After the early morning wake up it was into the shower and a quick cup of coffee before heading off for the highlight of the day - a trip to the dentist to get a tooth filled for the 3rd time followed closely by a blood test to make sure my thyroid isn’t working too hard, or not working at all - I can never remember what the possible problem with it is (probably demonstrates how much I worry about such things).

So after an hour of having teeth drilled and a follow up 20minute blood draining I called home to check on the brood. Little Miss was being a pain in the ass and beating up Usurper so was currently being distracted by being allowed to decorate a cake with lollies. She did a fine job ensuring that no piece of cake was left without a selection of lollies on it.

Usurper during all this was doing her best impersonation of a barnacle by clinging to the most inconvenient person she could find at any given moment. This she alternated with death defying attempts to free herself from the family by climbing the couch and flinging herself at farious windows.

Once the cake was dealt with and Usurper had been put down for a morning nap Wife headed off to get supplies for lunch leaving me and Little Miss hiding from monsters and tearing up envelopes to make “fortaqueues” - I am not sure what they are, I think they are like hats of some kind. I do know they involve the use of sticky tape and my getting yelled at every 7 minutes for getting them wrong.

Wife returned with a bbq chook from the supermarket which was combined with bread rolls, tomato and cucumber to make lunch, oh and cheese - there must always be cheese. The good thing about such a meal is I have learnt not to dish anything up for myself, my role is to pick the left overs off the kids plates and eat that. I kind of like it, makes every meal a mystery as even if i know what is being served I am never sure exactly what I will be left with.

Once lunch had been finished we headed off for the supposed highlight of the day - a trip to lollipop land - which is one of those giant plastic and foam indoor adventure centres for toddlers to climb over, crawl around on and slide down.

I love lollipops as with kids it gives you an excuse to let your hair down (or lack of it in my case) and have fun like a child again. Yesterday was particularly special. Little Miss made a friend and they were playing on the slides having the best time. My role was to hoist them up over the top of the giant inflatable slide. What ended up happening was a nasty clash of heads which lead to dear old Dad bleeding from two gashes near the eye while the toddlers involved ran off laughing.

Not long after the head clash incident Little Miss complained of a sore ear and given she was willing to forego cake due her sore ear it is was deemed serious enough to warrant a doctors visit. Turns out all her failure to blow her nose means than she has given herself an ear problem and was on the verge of rupturing an eardrum.

While Little Miss was being seen too Usurper decided it would be great fun to pick up everything that wasn’t nailed down in the doctors waiting room and stick it in her mouth. After extracting various toys from Usurpers gob we headed home so Little Miss could have a rest while I did the chemist run to pick up more drugs.

By the time I got home the initial painkillers had kicked in and Little Miss was up and around and demanding chocolate cake. This was taken as a good sign so we reheated left over lasagne and followed it up with cake, a cake so covered in lollies I found it very hard to actually cut!

After all this is was bath and bed time for all involved, a feat achieved with only minor delay and stalling tactics. You can always tell when our eldest is unwell - she actually goes to be with a minimum of fuss provided you dose her up with the good stuff.

So that was our action packed day at home, it involved slides, a dentist, blood draining, doctors visit, injuries and somewhere in there I turned 40