Teenager In The House

I woke up this morning and had a was hit with the realisation that there is now a teenager living in my house.

Not one that wandered in off the street, whom we took under our wing and into our home, but one that I had birthed; albeit with a sweary husband, loads of drugs, a scalpel and not one midwife, but a midwife and a team of medical professionals. And possibly a machine that goes

3 Replies to “Teenager In The House”

  1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONKEY BOY! I hope the teens bring more joy and sushi and cake and not too much of the other teen stuff that is less desirable.

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