3yo: mummy?
Me: yes?
3yo: ... Your not mummy.
Me: I Know, but this afternoon, I'll answer to mummy or daddy.
3yo: Daddy, why are you answering yourself?
Smart ass.
3yo: mummy?
Me: yes?
3yo: ... Your not mummy.
Me: I Know, but this afternoon, I'll answer to mummy or daddy.
3yo: Daddy, why are you answering yourself?
Smart ass.
After finding a smallish postman figure...
3yo: where did you find it?
Me: wrapped up in your duvet.
3yo: [starts trying to hide it behind his back]
Me: what are you doing?
3yo: nothing...
Me: where are you trying to hide it?
...
Me: don't put it down your pants.
...
Me: don't put it in your bum, stop that...
Me I'm not taking you to A&E to explain why you have postman post stuck up your bum hole...
Was wondering where would be an ideal location to watch the rugby with children... My wife came up with an idea of a local caravan park. There's plenty of alternate entertainment for the children (soft play, beach, little rides and video games, playground, even a swimming pool)
The sports bar section of the main complex had so many screens finding a good seat was easy. And a quick dinner out before heading home made a great day out.
2 children shattered and sleeping before the car was back in the drive. Bedtime routine was practically over before it began.
I feel like this first entry should in some way be insightful... But it probably won't be
It should probably be descriptive, but I doubt that either.
Maybe it will set the tone for the following blog entries... Or not.
All I can say is that it is the first. And, assuming I get round to it, it won't be the last. :-)