Mr Lover Boy....

Gulp! Today is my first day alone with the little guy. LRUN has a mud-inducing Landrover event and it's just me and my little boy all day. This could go one of two ways and doesn't start well when I only give him 1x Weetabix for breakfast. But soon after breakfast, I keep him distracted as we are out the door and off for a walk around the marina with the dogs. I've got to get into my own routine of doing this as LRUN will be away at work soon all day. The walk is a hit. LBM is in a good mood but this may have something to do with the Organic Carrot Bar he is munching on. But none-the-less, he chuckles away to himself watching the dogs chase each other. I feel organised. On top of things. Heck, I even manage to remember to lock the car.

I drop the dogs off at home and decide to give the supermarket a go. LBM is getting whiny and I give in and bribe him with a small biscuit.  Damn you LRUN. I also end up pushing the trolley backwards. Two minutes later and the biscuit has disappeared. I am still not sure if he did eat the whole thing or if he has in fact dropped it in the greeting card aisle. I let him play with my keys. As usual a hit and check me out, I even remember to tie them to the trolley to avoid any disasters. I chat to the check out lady and I find myself admitting to her this is my first trip out alone with him. She is smitten with him and we talk for ages about adoption. It's a girl thing. Just yesterday in John Lewis, a little girl had fallen for him. He didn't seem to give two hoots about her. He was a man on a mission crawling down the toy aisle, disrupting all the Xmas shoppers. He has this cute little pose when he rolls over onto his side and bends his leg. Which I guess can only be compared to a 'Keith Lemon' lounge. Just add a tash and bit of leopard print and the ladies are there!

So my friends, so far so good. But we are only half way through the day. I intend to spend the remainder of the day teaching him not to throw food at the dog.