At Least It Wasn’t Termites…I Guess
by“Stop!” said Tracey suddenly in a sort of hushed shout. Scrape….scrape….scrape…. “Can you hear that?”
“Stop!” said Tracey suddenly in a sort of hushed shout. Scrape….scrape….scrape…. “Can you hear that?”
Looking for something simple to keep the kids occupied long enough you can have a nice, quiet cup of tea or coffee? I’ve got the perfect idea.
If you’ll bare with me, I have a confession to make. You know those paintings and pictures the kids bring home which fill the house and clutter the walls? I’ve never really seen the attraction. I only ever see mess.
“What do you think you’re doing!?” I said as I entered the kitchen, and Miss4 nearly jumped out of her skin. Our second youngest had just been caught drawing in felt pen on the cupboard doors.