Wait till your daughter gets home. `

In comes the herd of arms, legs. noise, bags and school letters. Remove shoes with a lovely hands free manoeuvre only children can do with carefully bought school shoes.

Some days are longer than others. Some days have seen homework disasters and others brilliantly funny things involving a protractor, a frog and a how so and so from the other class thinks something that is so stupid.

And hit the sofa with a biscuit of triumph.

And Mum’s head spins.

Posted on October 9, 2019, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Sounds like you earned it love! 😀 Personally, I love biscuits of triumph… they’re my favourite kind! 😉 xxx

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