‘It’ Keeps Happening
bySitting in the kitchen with a cup of tea, I smiled to myself. And for once it wasn’t because the kids were outside and I was inside.
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A Crappy Game Of Tag
by“Poo!” came the cry from the bedrooms. “She’s got poo in her hands!”
Nothing gets us moving quicker than this sort of exclamation because if there’s poo on hands there’s going to be poo on walls and furniture in no time at all.