Good afternoon avid reader(s?) and sorry for the delay in writing this blog, after the long weekend I haven't felt much like updating and until I saw a comment that was left today I wasn't sure anyone apart from the Fergotron was actually reading. I suspect I know who the comment was from but they say give the people what they want, so here we are....
Well I know what you are all desperate to know - how did it go with the babysitter? Well....
Well I know what you are all desperate to know - how did it go with the babysitter? Well....
I arrived home from work to a suspiciously tidy house and a cupboard full of snacks (the suggested method of payment)The Fergotron had got changed and was wearing clean clothes - for those of you without children you must understand that for last 7 months there has been almost no reason to wear clean clothes around the house, as no sooner do you get changed than the baby will vomit, spit, piss or wipe messy hands on your clothes. I'm sure some parents manage to escape this, but if you are staying completely clean I don't know how and you are probably missing out on some of the fun. For my own part my clothes are generally clean during work hours, within seconds of getting home my nice work shirts are in need of a wash, as I am usually greeted by this:
We had a brief discussion about how strange it was. We realised that we had no idea what the correct etiquette with a babysitter was? how long do you hang around, what do you say, what do you do? Throughout the day I had been worrying about this and also became amused at how much I suddenly felt like someones Dad (I'm really only a boy in a grown ups body, what do i know about talking to babysitters? That's what grown ups do haha - Fergotron admitted to the same sense of confusion and amusement)
Anyway, we put Lizzy The Face to bed and she clearly understood the gravity of the situation and as if to reassure us she went down without a peep, we were incredibly suspicious but the babysitter turned up and after the Fergotron gave her the tour I ushered her out and then were free! The night was a success, we had a few drinks, we chatted about ourselves and our lives just like we had done before our world revolved around nappy changes, feeding times and childcare vouchers. Of course we talked about the Lizzy Face as well, we love her dearly but without the tv and the occasional snuffling and sleepy cries from Lizzy Face to break the conversation we made a nice night of it. After a little while Fergotron began to worry a little bit but we messaged the babysitter and stayed out for a final drink. We got home to the great news that Lizzy Face hadn't made a peep but (probably caused by the slightly inebriated return) we woke her up coming through the door and so as Fergotron said goodbye to the babysitter I tried to rock Lizzy Face back to sleep.... it took 40 minutes.
The night was a success, a good time had by all. The only slight disaster was that not a single snack or glass of wine had been touched. Fergotron was mortified, perhaps we should have left the snacks out cause she was too nervous to help herself? Maybe we should have had a glass of wine with her before we left? We pondered this over another galss or two of wine while we watched Graham Norton on catch up - that's right, we got home after Graham Norton! (it's ok, we found on sunday that she had actually eaten a wisper, so all is now fine).
I will write another post about the long weekend as this event has become a full post in its own right, but i will just finish with a picture that shows how much we enjoyed our night, this was the next afternoon at around 4pm... we are a little out of practice...
Anyway, we put Lizzy The Face to bed and she clearly understood the gravity of the situation and as if to reassure us she went down without a peep, we were incredibly suspicious but the babysitter turned up and after the Fergotron gave her the tour I ushered her out and then were free! The night was a success, we had a few drinks, we chatted about ourselves and our lives just like we had done before our world revolved around nappy changes, feeding times and childcare vouchers. Of course we talked about the Lizzy Face as well, we love her dearly but without the tv and the occasional snuffling and sleepy cries from Lizzy Face to break the conversation we made a nice night of it. After a little while Fergotron began to worry a little bit but we messaged the babysitter and stayed out for a final drink. We got home to the great news that Lizzy Face hadn't made a peep but (probably caused by the slightly inebriated return) we woke her up coming through the door and so as Fergotron said goodbye to the babysitter I tried to rock Lizzy Face back to sleep.... it took 40 minutes.
The night was a success, a good time had by all. The only slight disaster was that not a single snack or glass of wine had been touched. Fergotron was mortified, perhaps we should have left the snacks out cause she was too nervous to help herself? Maybe we should have had a glass of wine with her before we left? We pondered this over another galss or two of wine while we watched Graham Norton on catch up - that's right, we got home after Graham Norton! (it's ok, we found on sunday that she had actually eaten a wisper, so all is now fine).
I will write another post about the long weekend as this event has become a full post in its own right, but i will just finish with a picture that shows how much we enjoyed our night, this was the next afternoon at around 4pm... we are a little out of practice...