What a Gas
byI thought I did a wonderful thing yesterday, going in to hospital with Miss15 and having the same procedure done, but Tracey is so angry at me she’s started confiscating my stuff.
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My Son Opts Out Of High School
by“I’m not going to high school,” Master10 told me, his arms folded tightly across his chest.
Ticks & Pricks
byI was having a nice breakfast with some girls from work this morning. As clearly this is not the sort of thing life thinks I should be allowed to enjoy, a car slowed down outside the cafe and beeped. It was Tracey and my five youngest kids.