1999: I don’t think mummy really wanted to get up this morning, but I half talked, half dragged her into it. Mum lay on the settee trying to nap but I wanted to play. She eventually talked me into playing with my toys for half an hour whilst she snoozed until the phone rang. Mum packed the swimming bag this morning and I got very excited. We nearly didn’t go though as I wouldn’t sit in the car seat. Mum asked ‘do you want to go swimming’. I said no. Huh, that stumped her, didn’t it? No it didn’t – back indoors we went. I said I wanted to go ‘dimming’ and mum said it was the last chance. I walked straight out to the car and sat in my seat. Well you don’t mess around with last chances do you? Mum asked if I wanted to go to the pictures tonight, I did, not that I’ve ever been before so I didn’t really know what it was. I liked the sweeties and pop but I wasn’t too sure about the film thing, it was a bit dark and loud and the most entertaining bit was running up and down the aisle. We didn’t even stay to the end.
2019: I’m still better at getting up than mum now, but confess there were a good few years in-between where the roles were reversed. At least mum did try several gently attempts of waking me up before the dragging me out of bed part. I never did get that wet flannel in my face or water poured over me. Not sure if this was due to an empty threat or me not wanting to risk it. Besides, I probably would have threatened to call child line. I know the number you know ………….
And fancy mum running up and down the aisle with me in the cinema? She’s just so embarrassing
#cinema #sleeping #earlymorning #swimming #growing up
