I have just unwrapped two newly framed pictures. They were wrapped in a large sheet of bubble wrap. I am sat writing this in the office, the children are in the living room and all I can hear is popping.
No fighting, no shouting, no whining .... just pop pop poppity pop.
I might invest in a roll.
Laura - Are We Nearly There Yet Mummy?
Motherhood, the mother of all journeys, begins in West Yorkshire and ends knackered, contented, clinging to a large G&T who knows where; I usually find the funny along the way. Mother to 2 small loud people aged 5 and 6. Stepmother to a beautiful teenager. Wife to a handsome husband. Frequent excerciser (of one smelly dog.)
I'm trying not to lose my marbles.
I am aware that I have already mislaid some of them ... one is stuck under the sofa, one in the Lego box and the 4 year old may have inadvertently swallowed the other.