Dexter awoke at a quarter to five this morning. He would not settle. I brought him in to bed with us. He fell back to sleep at ten to six. My alarm went off at six.
The post-lunch slot was a struggle.
Apparently, he slept really well at nursery, and has been practising his independent standing. I am hoping this will sufficiently wear him out for this evening's bedtime.
I managed to mark A Level coursework until nine o'clock. I also managed a chapter of a book - reading it that is.
Have I really just had two weeks off?...