I feel like I now live with nature. When I open my blinds in the morning I’m excited by what I’ll see. I look for rabbits hopping about at the end of the garden. I look into the hills to see what weather is waiting there. I can hear birds,lots of them. And [...]
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5 o’clock dinner. 6 o’clock bath time. 7 o’clock stories and bed. It’s been like that,pretty much,for the last four years. Not exactly like clockwork,but not a kick in the arse of it. We have these magic numbers in the back of our heads when we make plans. Miss L likes [...] I don’t enjoy exercise. Never have. At school I would fib and say that I had my period so that I wouldn’t have to run round the playing field. It bores me. I’d rather have a nice walk on the beach,or sit on a park bench,anything but get sweaty and have sore [...] As I washed the kids in the bath tonight I heard myself telling Miss L to give herself a good wash and;‘Make your armpits your charm pits’. Yes,read that again. ‘Make your armpits your charm pits.’ What kind of stupid ass saying is that? I didn’t make it up,it’s one that [...] As luck would have it I’ve been tagged by two different bloggers on a similiar theme;questions. Are you kidding me? Like I don’t get enough endless questions from having a four year old?! I can’t think of any smart way to present this so I’ll go for a list,you know how I [...] |   |
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