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*headdesk*
Someone help me through the rest of the day!
Please?
It's half term. It's raining. The girls (+ one from next door) are drawing and being supremely silly (a LOT of rude versions of 'How much is that doggie in the window?' I fled.) and giggling like maniacs. A moment ago Little Miss M (7) came to tell me that Impish Girl (5) was throwing beads around. Came down to find her holding up the largest bead she could find, proudly annoucing: "Yeah, but you don't have this bead! It makes me the Queen of Chinese!"
???????
[beat]
And now the baby woke up.
I love my children, but just sometimes...
Please?
It's half term. It's raining. The girls (+ one from next door) are drawing and being supremely silly (a LOT of rude versions of 'How much is that doggie in the window?' I fled.) and giggling like maniacs. A moment ago Little Miss M (7) came to tell me that Impish Girl (5) was throwing beads around. Came down to find her holding up the largest bead she could find, proudly annoucing: "Yeah, but you don't have this bead! It makes me the Queen of Chinese!"
???????
[beat]
And now the baby woke up.
I love my children, but just sometimes...