"For democracy, any man would give his only begotten son"

I've always loved that line from Metallica's "One" video - like I'm gonna give my son up to a war :p

I got a txt from my son's mother on Monday evening saying his granny was too ill to look after him on the Tuesday and that she couldn't take any more time off work. This meant I had to travel back through to Edinburgh and look after him, which I wasn't complaining about - meant I got to see my son some more although I would miss a few uni classes. I also had his sister which was weird for me since everything that had happened last year. Both of the kids were working on funny sleeping patterns and both ended up missing lunch.

I'm sure my boy did that on purpose since I had just warmed his spaghetti bolognaise when his head started flopping about and he started that "I'm tired" whining. So it all went quiet for a long time in my flat then I checked up on his sister (being the most ill of the two) and found that she had pee'd in the bed. Yup, idiot here had forgot to put a nappy on her before she fell asleep. Naturally she woke up crying from being all wet and smelly and I had to throw her in the shower (not literally).

Later she was twirling about with a shawl sorta thing and I heard a BANG. I rushed through to see one of my dragon figures on the floor and in two bits. Damn - and it was one of my favourite ones. I told her she needed to be more careful because she'd broken my figure but she burst into tears and wouldn't calm down no matter how much I told her it was an accident. Was strange that she went off the deep end about it.

Anyway, as hard as it was for me, it was fun having her back in my flat. I must admit, I'm slightly annoyed that her dad can't look after her when this sort of thing happens but that whole situation is none of my business. I did it because someone needed to look after that girl and I was there. Oh and my boy was his usual laughing self :)