Posted by Doodlemum
Can we all let go now?
Posted on January 27, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged Children, Doodlemum, Drawing, Duvets, Family, Humour, Illustration, Life, Pen and Ink, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 23 Comments.
Along with pairing socks, this is one of my lest favourite jobs to do haha and you can guarantee the kids jump on the bed and start to have a wrestling match , then the dog joins in too ceazeeee
It’s a battle indeed, great if you’re into weight training, every gym should come with a king size duvet in need of its cover changing…
hahaha so very true !!
Why do mums get all the niggly jobs no one else wants ? !!
Not an easy task – haha!
You always think it will be a quick five minute job and fifteen minutes later in a pool of sweat and hysterical children and animals you can finally admire your completed task..
In our house we call the process (*assumes hillbilly voice) wrasslin’ with a bayur.
Hahaha….I’m a gittin ma gun…there’s critters on my bayur…
(pssst! ‘Bayur’ = ‘bear’.
Oh how I loathe that job, and I don’t have kids and cats as an excuse for putting it off!
Duvets are lovely Viv especially when you can bribe someone else to change them for you. ))
I mostly manage to persuade others to do it (not bribe) since my heart problems.
I hate that job!
It helps to peg the top corners.
Now that is sensible, I tend to hold on to both corners while standing on top of the bed doing a mad woman dance…
I’m OK with the single duvets … but I always ask my husband to help change the king sized on our bed … we have quite a routine of it now!
See, another sensible option, sharing the load. My changing of bedsheets always mysteriously coincides with a grumpy mood so Myles is usually in hiding at that point…
I cant see mummy.Hahahaha
Mummy is being eaten alive by a 13.5 tog monster….
I can’t see Bonnie And Arnie is NOT helping, he is hanging on for dear life trying not to be flipped off!!
Yes, he always seems to know when it’s changing time and he’ll be there defiantly clinging on to his warm spot.
It’s never ending with kids. If only they’d stay clean.
Ooh Angie that’s naughty
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