BIG laughs

The funner stuff. The dumber stuff. The stuff I stuff up.

CHRISTMAS TOY STORY

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“Come in here,” Tracey whispered to me when I arrived home from one particularly exhausting solo expedition to the grandparents. She was indicating the bedroom.

“Alright!” I thought to myself, all tiredness swept aside in a rush of adrenaline.

I should have known better.

WHAT HE REALLY WANTS FOR CHRISTMAS

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I remember watching my Dad on Christmas morning sitting in a big chair behind us kids, a pile of presents growing larger on the floor beside him. Whereas we’d be tearing the paper off our gifts the moment they touched our fingers, most years he wouldn’t even have opened any of his by the time all the presents were handed out.

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Knee Butter

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“Knee butter!” screamed Miss2 for the umpteenth time. It was 5.00am and we’d been at this for nearly half an hour. I was seriously regretting not pretending to be asleep when she stumbled into our room so my wife could have got up and sorted this out.

Snakes and Feathers

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A family member has taken their little family away for two days well deserved R & R so we’re babysitting their talking bird. Shoot me. Or the bird. Either way.

Note to Self

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This morning, because I’m hilarious, I placed a nappy under Tracey’s pillow for her to find tonight. I figured we’d have a giggle. Turns out I…