A Day Late But Better Late Then Never

Sorry folks fell asleep on the sofa last night watching sports. 4-0 to England over Greece, great win but how much can you read into that, but non the less that is the way England should be playing. Nice to see the midfield set up that way with Gerrard on the right and Hargreaves(a good Canadian kid) playing that holding role.
Wednesday morning more swimming. Left the house on time with Fin fed and changed, bags packed nothing forgotten and fruit scone in hand, one of these days we will both leave the house fed and dressed. We increased our going under the water today. Not only did we jump in off the side of the pool and go underwater. We also put our heads under when we were doing our front starfish! The usual suspects were there, Hokee Pokee, Wheels on the Bus, & Simon Says, then chillin and playing with the bubbles in the hot tub.
Fin had a bit of a nap yesterday afternoon. The only problem with him not wanting to EVER go to sleep on his own is you have to pretend to be sleeping there beside him, eyes closed and the whole bit because he is watching you. So nine times out of ten, I end up dropping off as well. I did wake up before him though and was able to get a few things done.
We had a couple of friends drop by Kelly and her husband Dave. Kelly worked with Ella when she was at Robeez, the baby bootie company, www.robeez.com. We hope to get Fin modeling some shoes for them soon. Anywho they had been down in the cove for sushi and called to invite us down for ice cream, but seeing as I had this summer pudding sitting in the fridge, they came up to join us. The dessert looked great(picture to follow), Delia would be proud. I've never eaten summer pudding before so have no reference, but Ella assured me it tasted like summer pudding as well. She seemed quite surprised that I was able to come up with something so well put together or perhaps it was just because it wasn't part of my usual repatoire. There was nothing left by the end of the night so it couldn't have been too bad.
Again Fin was a little bugger for trying to put down, we may have to borrow The Baby Whisperer from our friend Jodi, who incidentally very kindly invited me out for a coffee the other morning. He'll fall asleep in my arms but try putting him in his crib and he wakes up crying as soon as anypart of him touches the mattress. I was almost in the crib myself last night trying to keep my chest against his, so as to try to not make it feel like he was put down. Third time lucky but I did have to stand(?) bent over the crib, one leg in the air, my chest against his, trying not to crush him and singing about the Tartan Army boys softly in his ear. And when he woke at 2:30 I don't think Ella even heard him and I was able to get him back to sleep and back in his crib first time! Without any of the contortionist bit. Thinking about it, there is probably a yoga move similar to what I'm having to do. Maybe I should take yoga instead of trying to run myself back into shape. "Back into shape" kind of implies at one point I was in shape. I digress, yeah Dad for the 2:30 back to sleep thing without waking up Mum. Goto go as the boy is getting restless and it's about our lunch time. May or may not write tonight as Ella and I are out later for dinner and dancing on a boat cruise, with my work. So cherio the now