So, we (and by we, I mean Joseph) figured out a new bedtime routine!* Turns out our pre-bedtime music choices (read: gentle hippie-ish songs from the 70s) were not to Boone’s liking and what he really needed was some trance music—not good taste trance music, either, but really, really bad-taste trance music, complete with a few expletives thrown in here and there for good measure. Joseph found said trance on a radio station called Klub FM Dublin. Yeah, that’s right, club with a K.
Also, I figured out Boone’s dinnertime once and for all!** It had been a bit of a nightmare, whereby he was hungry at three-ish and would have a snack, only to be not hungry at (our) dinnertime, which then led to several episodes of him waking up in the middle of the night, starving (eat! eat!), which then led to crumbs in the bed. Turns out all I had to do was start his dinnertime a lot earlier so that it could include the serving of several dishes spread out over the course of an hour to an hour and a half. As Joseph pointed out, he likes to dine. Such a sophisticate. Most definitely with a K.
Oh, and I figured out how to get two half an hour to forty-five minute dedicated magazine reading sessions in during daylight hours this week! Turns out all I had to do was book a couple of doctor and dentist appointments, arrive early (because I’m a mother now), then hope and pray that they’re “running a little bit behind” (actually, I don’t even need to hope and pray for this as it is Ireland, after all.) The combination of my being early and the guaranteed delay means that I’ve been able to catch up with all the goings on of the royal family, along with z-list Irish celebrities, and a little thing called fashion. Whoo hoo! Almost makes all the drawing of blood, bizzaro conversations about the weather/period dramas on the telly, and an overall sense of personal invasion worth it!
*Goes without saying that this is likely to change next week