Then Oliver comes home and thinks he has to compete to be the loudest...then Rob comes home and has to talk louder than usual thinking I can hear him... this house is turning into a madhouse!!!
If Harry doesn't buck up soon I am resigning from the post of mum...LOL!!!
Anyway, rant over... God I feel better for that. You feel guilty for moaning when you are in the fortunate position to (a) have children and (b) are able to stay at home with them... but I am human, and I just want a break from it... just a little one.
Today's HSMS prompt is miniature. I knew exactly what I was going to do as soon as I saw this... my miniature worry dolls. You can get these everywhere now, but when I got mine they were quite unusual. I got them from Shared Earth in York in 1994. I know this as I got them in my first week of being a student there. The dolls are from Guatemala, and the belief is that if you tell the dolls your worries, then put them under your pillow whilst you sleep, they will take your worries away. Never tried it so don't know if it does work... although I guess they work on the principle that a trouble shared is a trouble halved.I didn't get round to visit blogs last night as once I had got in from the meeting and had a drink, it was 9.30pm, then I had Gok Wan to watch... that man is a genius, I think I need him to be my style guru. So tonight I will get round to everyone... probably during Waterloo Road... like the programme but laugh at how unrealistic it is compared to the schools I have worked in!!!