Ha...those little ones are the rankest...Vicky is one offensively skinky girl atm with all the solids she having *wrinkling nose* actually shes stinky now better go change her.
On the whole night out thing my sister is on at me to go out on the town with her for my *gulp* 30th and i've been uneasy about doing it as it would mean DP having to put both kids to bed by himself (he struggles with just having to put DS to bed) then i find out this band he is going to see next Sat is over an hour away so the lastest they'll be heading out is 6.30pm so Im going to have to put both kids to bed - np - but it hadnt even occurred to him that i'd be doing bedtime alone. And he's going next door tonight for a few beers and an AFL game.
Why do we feel guilty about having a night out?