I decided that Dylan was doing so great with new feelings that I would jump right in and try something.. half cooked pasta.
Poor little blighter dived right in, grabbed a handful then quickly threw it away in complete disgust ran out of the room and sat on the bottom step screaming until I moved it.. Bad mummy! I’ll not try that again for a while.. Think I’ll have to do it with dry pasta and adding in a bit of cooked pasta at a time!
I think this day though was always going to be a failure seeing as he had me up since 2:30am.. wide awake and dancing to the gummy bear song. If you have ever heard that song.. you will understand my pain. I was slowly losing the will.
I got through the day with a tin of monster providing me with the caffeine that I desperately needed to function!
Thank you monster for getting me through this..