The Smell of Little Pong

New Floors

Finally, finally we have disposed of the manky carpet that I just couldn't stand and was making me feel like I was living in a rented house instead my own home and we have shiny, glossy floorboards. They look better than I ever could have imagined. Thank you Jason, for recommending Tom; thank you Tom, for doing such a wonderful job.

I love my house!


We got home from my parents house where we had stayed while the boards were being lacquered (more hard wearing and therefore better if you have small children) and I just couldn't believe how wonderful it looked. Adrian and I are now, of course, paranoid about scratching them - poor Freyja wasn't allowed to wheel her doll's buggy up and down the hallway and I watched, heart in mouth, every time she picked up something hard and ran around with it. I hardly dare walk on it, it looks so perfect. Just need some furniture now...

Freyja, unfortunately, is a bit poorly. She's been a bit under the weather for a few days and yesterday told me her mouth hurt - sure enough, at the back on the top gums, I felt the sharp edge of a tooth emerging. Bedtime was a nightmare, not helped by the fact that she's convinced we are trying to poison her when we give her Calpol. We have to literally hold her down and squirt it in her mouth with a syringe and then she spits most of it out anyway. Trying to apply teething gel is much the same.

This morning, she's bright red, hot and has a hoarse cough. She's in good spirits though - we cuddled up together and had a few rounds of her books and then she asked to go back to sleep and has been flat out for the last hour or so.

Think it will be a day of books, cuddles, tea (for me!) and general mothering. Bliss!

posted by solveig @ 8:40 AM