So this morning around 9am, making the tea after being practicaly wreastled out of bed by my 8yr old son and his evil pirate twin I thought to myself I really need to find a way of reminding him this is NOT my idea of a Sunday morning lay in. I returned to my bed with my tea and sure enough the tourture continued untill such time as my darling boy done a superman dive at me from the end of the bed and face planted to metal rails of my headboard. Nose explosion! Everywhere. I didnt even laugh untill after I stopped the bleeding... I wouldnt wish that on anyone ofcourse but you know what. Its been a really chilled out day.
Posted on: Sun, 13 Oct 2013 14:22:04 +0000
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