After tea tonight I watched 'Jumper' for the second time and enjoyed every minute of it. I had forgotten what a good ninety minutes it was no matter how fanciful the plot. With my film box ticked I could then plough through the 'Dragon Tattoo' book some more in the hope of getting through the tricky start I had been pre warned about. By page 75 I had put my little boy to bed around ten times. This is as grim as night time parenting gets. In my minds eye I was throwing him onto his bed each time I had to put him back and so I just held the door closed whilst he had a tantrum for a while. Fingers crossed he has gone down for a couple of hours. The teens are back at school tomorrow and they don't need getting out of bed to be made any harder. So the main part of the evening has been spent with the tv off as promised to myself. I had one glass of water today too so my body is wondering when the neat alcohol will join it.