NYE
Went to bed with one person; woke up in another bed with a different person who’d spent several hours yelling “sing songs with me!” New Year’s Eve, you haven’t changed one bit. #SluttyTeenOrTiredMother?
Went to bed with one person; woke up in another bed with a different person who’d spent several hours yelling “sing songs with me!” New Year’s Eve, you haven’t changed one bit. #SluttyTeenOrTiredMother?
“Dads do stinky farts. Mums just fart glitter”.
Jet skis are all fun and games until someone loses a… vagina.
The ratio of grandparents to children is now a healthy 3:2 They all keep saying things like “send them to our room if they wake up early!” “We can look after them while you guys go and do stuff” and “more wine?” (Actually that last one may have been me talking to myself, but yes please)
Was really looking forward to having a run today, until Tilly ominously said (well, as ominously as a 2 year old can sound) “don’t go for run, Mama. Don’t go BECAUSE OF THE BIRDIES”.
Fun things to hear when you’re racing about trying to get everyone in the car so we don’t sit in holiday traffic all day: “Mum! I’ve dropped my wand in the toilet AND WE’RE NOT LEAVING WITHOUT IT!” We’re now joining the line of traffic as the pungent aroma of disinfectant fills the car.
Tilly just took a pen from my hand and firmly said: “Only for grownups”. #ApparentlyNotAGrownUp
“Wait, Mum! Let me take a photo before we put it in the fridge”
I’ve had children for 4.5 years now. Yet I still find myself asking questions aloud, such as “why are there teeth marks in the toilet paper roll?” “Why are there dirty socks in the fridge?” What’s a fork doing jammed in the cat door?”, as if I expect a reasonable answer in response.