My Aunt and my sister arrive and George does his "face like he's chewing a wasp" impression. A little earlier - we hit the supermarket, and almost walk out of the store with an un-paid-for Grapefruit lurking in the pram. I spot it and turn it in wondering how long it will be before he's grabbing at the sweets at the checkout. Mainly George sleeps during the day, saving up his energy so he can wail during the night. I'm not able to think of anything that will compensate my closest next door neighbour for the sleep loss.
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