Showing posts with label living with teenage sons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label living with teenage sons. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Who sank the boat?


Pamela Allen sure knows how to write a good thriller.
I heard Mem Fox speak at a conference awhile back and she told the audience that this is the book she wishes she had written. How good is that?
I remember cuddling him on my lap and reading the story to him 18 years ago. Hopefully the parents of the new baby who will be receiving this book, as well as Pamela's latest book, will creat their own memories.

Monday, May 11, 2009

would the owner please contact me asap?

These appeared over a week ago.
I was of the mistaken belief that the band ALWAYS went to the drummer's house for practice. Apparently not?

Apart from the amount of s-p-a-c-e they take up neither of the boys (or their Dad) can walk past without attempting an impersonation of Mick Fleetwood ( under 30's might need to Google that reference)

I would like them to go away, please?

Friday, May 8, 2009

What pisses me off - part 1


Close the friggin doors!

Put the dirty dishes IN the dishwasher - not on top of the damn thing!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

new house rule

between 10pm and 10am all must be quite.
between 10am and 10pm you can go for it.