The Butterfly Eff-ect
by“I’m friggin’ bored over here,” Miss4 shocked us by muttering the other day. She was sitting in a seat at the front of the bus and at first we weren’t entirely sure what she’d said. Or rather, we were hoping we’d misheard.
“I’m friggin’ bored over here,” Miss4 shocked us by muttering the other day. She was sitting in a seat at the front of the bus and at first we weren’t entirely sure what she’d said. Or rather, we were hoping we’d misheard.
You know how we all have that friend who just seems to nail parenting? Well, I have a theory about that.
There’s swearing in this post. Mostly by me, but not all of it.
The Miss3 in this blog post is actually now Miss5. I went looking for this story on the weekend and discovered, through the wonder of Google, that I’ve never written it up.
“Holy Ship!” said Master9 whilst playing Awesomenauts on the Xbox with Miss10, Miss7 and me.
I paused the game and I turned to my son.
“What?” he said innocently.
“Daddy said a bad word today,” Miss6 told my wife as she helped her step out of the bath. Uh-oh.