Choo choo

pedestrains

Watch out for crossing pedestrains. Two questions:

  1. Who approved the printing of this sign?
  2. Who approved the purchase of this sign?!

Now you pay 90% on airfare

Dearest Anne,

You are two today — happy birthday!

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Behold the carrot

Life with you has changed so much from the days when all you wanted to do was lie on me and clutch the boob. These days you lie on me and clutch the boob only after you’ve run riot around the park or in town.

You talk so much now, with loads of funny words and the tendency to claim possession of anything you fancy (“My watch!!” “No, it’s my watch, I lend it to you, Anne.”). You love animals, swimming, gymnastics, and art.

Art. Who’d have thought it? Your favourite indoor activities are painting and play dough. I have yet to break out the recycled materials and home-made printmaking because it’s just so nice outside, but I promise we will, soon.

The first two years with you have been fun — but tiring — work and play, since you do not like to sleep for stretches lasting more than a couple of hours. I finally decided enough was enough and we decided to wean you from the boob at night, and most unexpectedly, you took to it so quickly, making your parents very happy (and more rested).

We can’t wait to see what the next year brings, they’re meant to be quite, er, challenging.

Love,
Mummy and Daddy

15 again

I’ve gone and got myself an undercut. Neil says, Now you really look like a boy.

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It’s like being 15 again, except I don’t have to hide it because of school rules. And I have a lot of grey hair.

Thrilling, my life is.

Facebook makes me mad

Before the popularity of Facebook rocketed, I could labour under the illusion that people could spell — generally speaking. No more. What the fuck is ‘greatful’? I’m seeing that abomination in loads of groups. You can’t even pretend that Autocorrect made the mistake, because it isn’t a word.