I’ll admit that over the last few months there have been moments when the balls have dropped. Not all at the same time, unless you count the three consecutive mornings AND evenings where I put my shoes on before I put my pants on (mornings) and slippers on before I…
Tag: talking to children
Argh! GAH! EEAAARRRRRGGGHHHHH! I may have mentioned it before, but sometimes children are exteremly annoying and trying, and, quite frankly, do my fucking head in. This time – like most times – Monkey Boy was at it. Domineering his younger brother and demanding he do stuff. The stuff that is…