It’s been a full-on couple of days. Yesterday was quite good, the day flowed on quite well. After picking up my friend from the airport, we chatted, drank, chatted drank, laughed and JJ wasn’t too domineering of my friend. I even managed a couple of childfree hours to go and sit in a coffee shop with her without any distractions of the non-adult kind. Today was different, JJ was tired and boy did it manifest itself in some tantrums.
My friend has 4 children of her own so it was good talking to her about parenthood and getting her perspective on what she saw and heard about JJ. It’s hard for me not to get caught up in his behaviour and think that he’s really bad all the time. He can be naughty but he can also be good.
He’s not the only tired one. I had a cappacino yesterday then I drank scotch and diet coke and it really affected my sleep last night, in that I had a really awful sleep.
Now it’s Sunday evening, I’m cooking a roast chook, I’ve waved my friend off and JJ is in bed. I won’t be far behind him tonight. The Australian Idol final will just have to limp along without me.