Luckily no one brought up race at the dinner table, otherwise there would have been a somewhat delicious food fight.
Glad tidings of great joy Coco brings to her ailing sheep.
Sharing my bed with the other kid this week.
I’m sure that there are at least fifty posts on my site with that title, but this one… this one really deserves it.
I am going out today and buying her fingerless gloves, jelly bracelets and an Atari.
If you need a place to hide a dead body, I’m sure I won’t be raking this giant sea of leaves for at least another week.
It is time for a crash course in Duran Duran, Prince, Bananarama, Culture Club and Eurythmics.
Now that I think about it, I’m not sure if I had to insert a single modesty patch this summer.
Would you have a look at this, those of you who have been reading me since she was born.
Do not even think about answering your geography questions in incomplete sentences are you even kidding.