- Can we please vote someone in that will get rid of this ridiculous daylight saving malarky? Twice a year. OK, topical nonsense over.
- My haircut this week took 1 hr 30mins. Was it a slow day at the barbers, or did I manage to fall asleep while getting my beard cut and everyone was too polite to wake me… we will never know.
- Wow, there’s a lot of chocolate at easter. The kids helped granny make a recipe from The Week Junior Magazine (The eldest’s subscription). Rocky road with added easter eggs. Just one square powered me for 40km on my bike this morning. Eggcellent.
- Our youngest is refusing to brush her teeth at the moment, in the sugariest season of the year. I bad-parented a “No treats until you brush your teeth” rule, and our eldest was so afraid that the youngest wouldn’t get treats that she packed a toothbrush and toothpaste then convinced her to brush on the walk to the tube.
- My work re-shuffling got real this week and I’ve started back into manager of product managers mode. This means trying to convince myself that I’m OK at what I do, and means re-reading all the product manager 101 books to try and rid myself of imposter syndrome.
- The youngest is lacking in chill. She sometimes just makes sounds. This week she started just saying “Diddly-diddle-diddly-diddle-diddly” over and over, louder and louder. After 20 mins of this I was so annoyed I started making a game out of it where I say, “have you got the diddlies again?” and I turn her upside down and tickle her tummy until she guffaws instead of saying “diddly”. I put her down and she starts up; “Diddly-diddle-diddly-diddle-diddly” again until I do it again. Turns out the game is much worse than just hearing her say “diddly” over and over.