It has not been the best of days,
We are ready for Christmas, the presents are wrapped, the turkey is waiting for its moment of glory and the chocolates are waiting to be scoffed.
london
Slobber + Crayons = art?
Wall art….
Normally in my house we make our own. Twin Boy once took it upon himself to decorate the wall on the stairs with red and blue crayons. As his parents we can clearly see the artistic genius in the carefully thought out scribbles, but for some reason visitors to the house see it as merely looking like a child drew badly on the wall.
Tale of Terror
Two of the things I find most stressful in life are hearing BB cry and being useless to help and driving in London city centre.
Today I got to drive through London city centre with BB screaming in the back. Its a wonder I survived.
i dont write politics…
I don’t write politics.
I write parenting.
I write because I enjoy it, I write because I like being read, I write to leave something for my children one day to read.
I write stories of my day, memories to preserve and I try and entertain the reader with stories of my parenting skills gone astray.
Today I don’t know what to write. The society I am in today is not one I want my children to know about.
I just watched the news,
i am a wreck…
I was queueing up in the beauty line in the womb when patience was being handed out two rows down; consequently I have an incredibly short fuse which is set off easily, and mainly by twin boy.
So I try to avoid situations where I will end up screaming like a mad banshee in public. I plan potentially stressful situations well in advance so I can get through the day with my children intact.