Then there was the cat with a bird in the back garden, me running out in socks spraying her madly with a water spray, resorting to the hose when that didn't work, baby screaming in her high chair due to me being outside, oh, and the pervasive smell of haddock from last night's dinner. I keep a well-ordered house, me.
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Weekday evening carnage
If my head ever explodes, it will be between 4 and 6pm on a weekday evening.
Then there was the cat with a bird in the back garden, me running out in socks spraying her madly with a water spray, resorting to the hose when that didn't work, baby screaming in her high chair due to me being outside, oh, and the pervasive smell of haddock from last night's dinner. I keep a well-ordered house, me.
Then there was the cat with a bird in the back garden, me running out in socks spraying her madly with a water spray, resorting to the hose when that didn't work, baby screaming in her high chair due to me being outside, oh, and the pervasive smell of haddock from last night's dinner. I keep a well-ordered house, me.
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Snap! I have those same purple patent shoes in my life, and come to think of it the same general disorder! And I only have two kids! :-)
ReplyDeleteit's known here as the witching hour!
ReplyDeletetell me about it! Husband arrives home to a beautiful baby sleeping in his cot; and a wife that is covered in sick cradling a large glass of wine whilst all around her bins overfloweth....
ReplyDeleteSwimming lessons, spellings, times tables, grumpy toddler, cooking tea...oh yes I love the witching hour too!!
ReplyDeleteI thought the witching hour would lessen as they grew older, but it seems it just extends in length to accommodate a later bedtime.
ReplyDeleteI hate that time of day so much Helen. I am always grumbling about it! Ah well... we try!! x
ReplyDeleteoh I do love those post when you remember its not just me!
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