If anybody is wondering what happened after my late night post Sleep please sleep then read this.
Did my little lad enter the land of nod as planed?? The answer is simply no! No he didn’t and that means no i didn’t. My son stopped chatting away to himself and then crashed around 5.30am. How many times you can talk yourself though the London bus routes is beyond me. So here i am eyes rolling around in my head still awaiting a comfortable bed with a pillow just waiting to be hit with a pretty hard head.
Last but not least i bring up the subject of school. Well i did try and try but nobody could wake him after just 2 hours sleep he was gone. The little man would not leave his warm cosy bed. Its OK for some.