This is what happens when you neglect your toddler

Having taken er pupo to a party for FOUR HOURS yesterday, giving his dad a whole afternoon of peace and quiet, I thought I might cut some slack this afternoon. After an hour and a half of not so subtle hints, they went out together and I got to surf the web. I was most disappointed when they returned within the half hour, and even more so when er pupo's new toy (a piano thing) was not accompanied by the requisite batteries. DH was sent off out again to try to pre-empt total meltdown; I continued to catch up with the football with the occasional nod to the boy and a "yes, dad has just gone to get the batteries."

Boy looked for a second like he was going to pass out; I asked if he was ok, then went back to surf. He got up, wandered off, I finished what I was doing. All was suspiciously quiet so I popped through to find him... sound asleep on his bed. Bless his cotton socks! So now I get to continue to surf the web sans guilt.

Doesn't get better than that.