But I Like Eating Onions
bySince her operation on Thursday, Tracey has been holding off eating until her doctor gives her the okay. In her absence, it seems at least one of her children has been attempting to go out in sympathy.
Since her operation on Thursday, Tracey has been holding off eating until her doctor gives her the okay. In her absence, it seems at least one of her children has been attempting to go out in sympathy.
Things are progressing just about as well as can be expected. Better even. Like, I haven’t misplaced a single child in the 48 hours I’ve been left in charge.
Well, that was one of the longest days of our recent history.
Our night away without the kids was eventful – only I don’t mean in the good sexxy way you’d assume.
I haven’t written this week because a couple of things have happened. Big things. HUGE.
“I can’t find her!” she said, the worry in her voice increasing and engaging the interest of mine.
Just to be clear, no, my daughter doesn’t do drugs. That being said, the title is totally legit.
I had this post written in the back of my mind for days, so when The NRMA approached me to sponsor a post I immediately said yes.
Not her. Me.
“I’m. Not. Batman,” Master12 growled at me through a clenched jaw sounding, ironically, a lot like Batman.
I love whales. They remind me of Tracey.
Money has become a problem for me this week.
So tonight I thought I might share a couple of things we’ve discovered so far. There are a heap of links in this post, but nothing’s sponsored here and we’re not receiving any kickbacks. This is just what we’ve found which we thought might be useful or interesting or just because my fingers decided you needed to know.
To keep them amused on long car trips Tracey came up with a heap of activities for the kids, including what I suspect, perhaps worryingly, will become their number one go-to on our big lap.
It’s been suggested by a couple of people I looked a bit nervous on camera today. I was, but not for the reason you’d think…
We were supposed to be out and about on Sydney’s brilliant public transport system looking at all the stuff we missed last time we were here, but instead we’ve spent two days stuck in the caravan park.