OK, it was a fluke...

Molly has not repeated her sleep through performance over the last two days. However, she is still sleeping quite well and our sleep debt is slightly more under control than our financial debt. She has also started smiling and has become much more vocal.

Grandad Gareth is here. At his request we have drawn up a list of DIY jobs and he has already rolled up his sleeves, gathered the tools together and begun to attack the many little jobs that we never seem to get around to doing. I feel an expensive trip to Homebase coming on to gather bits and pieces to finish the list.

I spent this afternoon scouring the internet for traces of Helen's grandad. He is a rather mystical figure having returned to the US when the war ended, so Helen's mum never really knew her father. I managed to find out his date of birth and death, his social security number and have applied for disclosure of his US Army records on behalf of Helen's mum, but he seems to have left very few other footprints in any searchable records. We now know that he lived in Bergen which is in New York State near the Canadian border when he enlisted in 1942 and that he died in Georgia, but the rest of his life seems to be a bit of a mystery with only a few hazy details known. It would be nice to be able to fill in some of the gaps in Molly's (and Helen's) family tree as we have so much more detail for Emily and Charlotte.