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For my birthday last week Mrs Fuiru got me a membership to the Dapper Man’s Socks of the Month Club, which means she got me a box of socks or varying colourfulness and dapperosity and wrapped each one individually and every month I get to open a new pair and wear them and look down at my ankles and go ‘mmm yeah, you dapper bastard’.
On Saturday we were supposed to go and visit some friends who live an hour away so we could hang out and our kids could play together, but it got postponed to Sunday because it snowed a lot. Then Sunday’s get-together got cancelled because our friend’s water broke two weeks early on Saturday evening and I’m sad we weren’t there for that because it would have made for a much better anecdote, eh.
Isn’t it dull when people go on about how brilliant their child is? Yeah, it’s dull. So, so dull.
Anyway, Audrey is wowing everyone at daycare because she’s spelling words and counting things and drawing circles and identifying colours and doing things that (according to the reading materials they’ve given us) kids start doing when they’re three or more, not when they’re 18 months.
Yeah. So, so dull.
Secret Tumblr Message: Yes Robin of course we had pavlova for breakfast, did you really have to ask?
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