I Am The King Of Christmas
byI don’t claim to have been much of an expert of the fairer sex when I was a young man, but I’m pretty sure I remember something about how desirable being swept off your feet and carried off to a fairytale castle was.
I don’t claim to have been much of an expert of the fairer sex when I was a young man, but I’m pretty sure I remember something about how desirable being swept off your feet and carried off to a fairytale castle was.
This idea is a little bit priceless.
This is the time of year you want to be a fly on the wall at our place. Not so you can watch the mayhem, but so you can stay the hell out of Tracey’s way.
Thank you to Aldi for supporting our family and sponsoring this post.
When I was all pimply and lean I got my first car…
I don’t often offer parenting advice because I realize, even after seven children, I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. But having said that…
“Daddy,” said Miss7, “can you buy me a treat at the shops?”
“I want more moneeeeeeeey!” yelled Miss7. We’ve introduced a reward system for chores. So far, it seems popular.