RELATION SHIPS

the cheek of it!
a man cannae even maintain his own private blog
without his missus gatecrashing it!
in case you were wondering what was going on
it turns out that the last post
now deleted
the one that may well have looked like gobbledygook
since likely as not you haven't installed korean script
and probably can't read it anyway
was a well meaning attempt by my wife
to attach a link to her own blog
which now treats her readers
to my nasal singing
whenever they log in
what comes of having an automatic log-in on this pc
i guess
now mrs f's daily journal puts mine to shame
with its description and photos of each day's minutiae
and an interactive readership to die for
but she does need to get her links sorted...
you find me at the end of a fractious bedtime episode
in the company of the woodle
who is becoming more stubborn and stroppy by the day
i've always had a tricky relationship with the woodle
which i guess is not a huge surprise given the circumstances
of her growing up in the land of morning calm
surrounded by korean culture
with a korean mummy who was at home with her all the time
a korean nanny, aunties, etcetera
every aspect of her life was korean
except two - english tv/videos and her sweet daddy-o
now for long hours daddy wasn't there
and when he was
it was first thing in the morning or last thing at night
so it was always more difficult to understand or talk to daddy
particularly at emotionally charged times like bedtime
or when waking up in the middle of the night
in korea hannah got used to sleeping in our bed
or if i had to get up at the crack of dawn
she slept with mummy in her own bedroom
since we came to england
the routine hasn't changed
and she's stayed in our bed
refusing the comfort of her own cot
which is just a couple of feet away from mummy
now if she's in a good mood
she'll read bedtime stories together with me
but she still won't do lights out without mummy
no matter what
then when it comes to conflict
there's the dreaded good cop - bad cop routine
no doubt you've already guessed who the bad cop is
the one who won't promise ice cream or chocolate if she's good
the one who refuses to open another pack of biscuits
or let her watch another ten minutes on cbeebies
the one who ends up raising his voice when all else fails
the one who gets an 'i hate you!'
or provokes a hysterical tantrum
nice soft mummy is such a hard act to follow sometimes...
i tell myself
things will improve as she gets older
she'll be easier to reason with
but somehow i'm not so sure...