A Bedroom or a Rubbish Tip

Although being well behaved on the whole today, I did not venture up the top floor! However, I constantly asked them if they had made a mess and if their room was tidy throughout the day and ‘Yes Dadda’ was the consistent reply from them all.

Since daddy’s return 45 minutes ago from Dublin, their behaviour has escalated to deafening decibels. Daddy has just lead them upstairs to shock, horror and disbelief of the extremely messy pig sty that was once their bedroom. All I can hear are Aaliyah and Thor’s screams and daddy raising his voice to them all ‘come on tidy up, tidy up’.

There were probably several minor flash points over the last 24 hours that I could have reported on tonight – but the here and now seems to be the reality of today’s summing up – five very messy little people with very little remorse.

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A Gay Dad reflecting on life in the Shires of England with my not so famous five and two rapscallion Dalmatian hounds

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