
Managed to tear ourselves out of bed with hangovers and took Corben swimming, which was a massive victory!
The swimming totally got rid of my hangover, Corben loved it and learnt to jump into the pool on his own (pretty big step for his confidence). He did glug some water a few times, but it didn't put him off, he's very ballsy :D
Then, after a good splash about, we brought him back and he totally conked out in the pram... dead to the world :) I moved him to the bed without any grumbles, where he instantly adopted a hilariously jesus-like pose - middle of the bed, arms to either side, knees bent, somehow taking up more space than a toddler could possibly use... it shouldn't be physically possible for him to monopolise a super-king-size bed, but he managed. He then promptly went straight back to sleep.
That's pretty much a perfect 10 for a morning that started with a hangover... I'm eating cold pizza and considering a nap before work. A few more days like this and I might just get through this week's work alive AND have something approximating a social life. Score!