Parklife

Ah, what an end to the week! On Friday, the weather was glorious and we were both in a very good mood, so Mama suggested that we have lunch with Auntie Jen. A few hours later, we were 'seated' at an outside table at the local Thai place: me enjoying yet another al fresco nap, and them enjoying a red beef curry. Then Mama and I went on to Hyde Park and had a loooong walk! I really liked that, especially theMemorial Fountain just for me. What do you mean it's for another princess? That can't be!

Anyway, on Sunday, we did the same walk in reverse order with Far, and as an extra bonus feature (just like DVDs), Far and I then went for a walk just the 2 of us so Mama could get some time on her own. Now, I would have spent the time sleeping or pampering myself or in any other way indulging, but no, she chose to do practical things around the house. As if I keep her from doing that!!!

But then the weekend ended on a not-so-funny note when Mama and Far decided they should try to get me to sleep a lot earlier than usual, which I did not find amusing in the least! And I let them know in no uncertain terms!!! But at the end, they won, and I dozed off around 9 pm. Only to then be hungry again at 2:30 am. What was wrong with the previous system of all of us going to bed at 10:30 pm and me sleeping until 6 am? OK, I know what's wrong with it: I cry all evening, and that's not so cool.

Result: I have them all confused about whether to attempt a routine or not. And I don't like it when they are confused, because then I get confused too! So today, I'm just cranky and the solution we settled on is that Mama put me in the nice green sling, while she browses the internet for ideas and inspiration on how best to go about this parenting business. If they would just listen to me, I'd tell them. But it's as if they don't understand what I am saying. How can that be?