I do things because of my brain, for which I can only apologise.
Hi! Have you ever wished that you could go somewhere to read all of the innate ramblings of someone’s sleep deprived and child ravaged brain? Well you’re in luck my friend! Stick with me to read some highly intellectual* and deeply enlightening** reading.
I am the proud owner of one (that I know of) bemused husband, a five year old who is bright but worryingly overconfident, a two year old I suspect may be part chimp, and a teeny little baby who is a very tiny sleep terrorist. Our dog, HRH Lionel ‘Moo’ Messi is over six foot when stood up but believes he is a lapdog and is afraid of slugs. I have accumulated some friends who seem happy to humour me and when I grow up, I want to be a lollipop lady.
**haphazardly thrown together
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