What’s Green and Runny?

Ms Beaufoix is currently unavailable due to extremely snotty kids.
It’s quite possible she has actually become physically joined to one of them, such is the abundance of green gluey goo that is oozing from a certain small person’s left nostril.
Usual blogging will commence once Ms Beaufoix and ’said’ child have been soaked in warm water, [...]

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Dragon’s Den

Miss M:  “Mummy, I’ve eaten so much my tummy feels like a tummy ache.”
Me:  “Oh right.  And what does a tummy ache feel like?”
Miss M:  “Like urghhhhhhh.   Like it’s bwoken and gone bump on de floor.”
Sometimes kids describe things perfectly don’t they?
Although Granny may disagree…

Snort.

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A New Day

Yesterday was pure madness.
Seriously.
I never realised how much stuff we have.  All the heavy furniture is now huddled in the middle of rooms at the new house waiting for the painter to complete his job and the new carpet to go down. 
Our old house (blimey it’s weird saying that), is in the capable hands of Mr [...]

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Packing

Discovery of the day…
I always new that that fake sword would come in handy.  Thanks to its plastic pointyness the space beneath Miss E’s bed it is now clear of debris.  There are no Barbie shoes, bouncy balls, high school musical postcards or socks.  It’s amazing sighhhh.
The ‘For Sale’ board went up today.  It’s weird. [...]

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Hanging on the telephone

Why is it that the day after you’ve achieved something you feel like pants?  Seriously I feel like a penguin who is too small to reach the biscuit shelf and can’t find the key for the chocolate cupboard.  Sighhhhh.
I’m sad.  Mr B’s mum has phoned and made me feel like the worse person on earth [...]

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Special Occasional Table…

I’m lying beside Miss M reading a quick bed time story before she snuggles down to sleep.  As usual it’s one of Miss M’s favourites, ‘The Little Mermaid.’  As I turn the page to find Ariel ensconced in a scary pink dress even Barbara Cartland would have turned her nose up at, Miss M turns [...]

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