Our first phase at Mum's was over and it was the day for our drive to Sarah's in Horsham. Emily stayed awake until Leigh Delamere services, with copious input from me pointing out many things of interest and singing along to a kids' CD. She was very grouchy as her bottom hurt. Soon after we carried on she fell asleep, and stayed that way until after Bracknell. Thankfully for my blood pressure, on waking she did not get upset for once, and showed much interest in the surroundings. A good thing too, since we were in heavy traffic and only creeping along until well after we joined the M25. I decided to turn off onto the A24 and we ended up having a very late picnic lunch beneath Box Hill before the final half hour to Horsham.
Tom was at nursery, so for a couple of hours Emily played with his toys. She was in the garden and stripped off completely within 10 minutes when she saw his sandbox. Indoors she finally produced a poo (four days again, despite the new regime of drinking a little milk twice a day). We went to collect Tom and they had a great time playing together. He graciously shared his toys; their mutual love of Thomas certainly helps. Emily settled easily into yet another strange bedroom without a peep, seemingly.
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