Looking,
as usual, for something
else I found this document dated
19 May 2006, obviously
prepared for a baby sitter (probably Sienna Pond).
That
was the year many of the Kingsmen Sword Dancers and Tyne Bridge Morris turned
50 and I was delegated by Fester to organise a Golden Girls & Boys weekend.
This
was one of the few occasions we’ve gone to a social event together, as a
couple.
Ferretfingers
will have been eleven and Thunderthighs nine years old.
THE BOYS’ BEDTIME ROUTINE
About 9
Thunderthighs will go for a poo in the downstairs toilet.
(He may ask
you to come and admire it – sorry)
He has 5ml of
sodium pico sulphide each night – it’s in the cupboard above the kettle.
Then he has
his bath – he likes the water to come over his toes, and not to be too hot.
There should
be enough hot water as we’ve had the immersion on.
After he’s
washed his face, armpits and boys’ bits he’ll need his teeth cleaning – his is
the astronaut toothbrush.
He can get in
his pyjamas ok – and no longer needs a pad (Hoorah)
At 9.30ish
he’ll ask for Ferretfingers to be brought up.
Ferretfingers
goes into the same water and will happy splash around until it freezes over.
When you think
he’s washed everything then he needs his teeth cleaning too.
His is the
pink Hermione toothbrush.
Ferretfingers
will sometimes wear his nightshirt, but usually sleeps au natural.
After bath the
boys watch tv in the big bed.
Thunderthighs
will happily go to sleep in his own bed with the side light on, and may take
himself there sometime after 10.
Ferretfingers
may need to be sent.
He’s quite
good at going after whatever programme he watches – but he likes to watch to
the end of the credits.
It’s wise to
make him go for a last wee before he goes to sleep – just to make sure of a dry
bed.
PLEASE FEEL
FREE TO MAKE TEA, COFFEE, HOT CHOCOLATE OR WHATEVER, AND TO EAT WHATEVER YOU
CAN FIND.
THE BOYS KNOW
WHERE THE BISCUIT TIN IS.
***
What
is most remarkable about the above is the fact that so little has changed about
their bedtime routines. Except these
days Thunderthighs runs the bath, they clean their own teeth and Ferretfingers
doesn’t have to be reminded to go for a wee.
Tales
of Chateau Midden is taking a little break, but should be back in early June
(if we’re spared!) Fester has suggested
that as there is wifi in the cottage we’re staying in I could do a blog from
there using one of the boys’ laptops. “A
holi-blog!”
That
is not happening.
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