Not suitable for people with irony deficiency and cannot guarantee nut-free
Monday, 24 December 2012
Sprouts of Joy
It's Christmas Eve and we have finally managed to shoehorn Boys 1 and 2 into bed. Boy 2 actually asked to go to bed at about 5pm, so keen was he to make Christmas come sooner but Boy 1 can always be relied upon to uphold the honour of Boykind and perform the Dance of the Seven Bedtimes.
Now the coast is clear I'm going to tiptoe upstairs and leave this outside their doors....I really am the most horrid mother (cue evil laughter).