Staying at the old one's this weekend, G-Ma and the old fella are looking after me while my mother abandons me to visit some friend or other...... I thought I was her only friend! Just goes to show, you think you know someone then they drop a bomb like this on you.
Anyway back to the reason for tonight's thoughts.
I decided to test the old fools patience. I grizzled for a while, you know not quite crying but making a miserable noise that makes them think there is something wrong. He just sat there playing with my toys with me and making stupid unintelligible noises trying to make me smile, he needs to work than that. The problem is, I think I'm more intelligent than him, and I don't think he is aware I am playing these games to mess with his head. Like I mentioned earlier, mum went out last night, (god knows where, probably to get drunk, again!) so I tried my hardest to stay awake till as late as I could. It must of been the middle of the night before I dozed off. The plan was great, what I did was let them have a hours sleep then I woke them all up again and cried for a couple of hours. The old codger got up with me to "let mum have a couple of hours extra sleep" (Sleep off her hangover more like) so I turned the screw knowing he would be tired. More grizzling and a few screams, not eating my breakfast and the best one, loads of coughing, it makes him think I am still poorly.
See what I do is, laugh or copy him when he does something daft, then next time he does it I start crying. Its brilliant he just doesn't know what to do. He has to come up with something different every time.
You should see the old fart struggle.
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