Thor, Just sent to bed early, He had given Caleb a mighty right hook, just missing Caleb’s jaw. Caleb already crying as Thor had pushed him from the sofa. I sit here now, alone with Aaliyah. She has spent the last 35 minutes consuming her peanut butter and Dadda’s homemade rasmelonberry jam sandwich. She is sat there just looking at it. Now finishing the last of her orange squash, she has given up on the sandwich and any hope of dessert.
John is picking up the girls who have been at a friends birthday party these last 2 hours and I am now sat with Aaliyah and Caleb in front of the TV. Both are concentrating, no screaming or being silly. I think that Thor is the catalyst to a lot of the trouble with the little ones play and games!
The dogs have just gone mental as Tara has rung the doorbell on their return. Just made the girls a sandwich as there was no food, just a snack at their owl themed party!
Okay – worst mood of the day award has to go to Amritsar for this mornings 1hr+ unimaginable rantings. When she decides to have a barney (screamy session), damn, she can do it for England. She is actually worse than all three of our ‘little ones’ put together when her grief reigns its fire.
I’m planning on making pizza tonight! What! Pizza, but how if I am not eating flour. A triple egg omelette as a base, with homemade tomato sauce, mozzarella, pepperoni and anchovies! A no carb delight for sure. Maybe try it yourself some night!