Don't you love those little things they hear and interpret in their own way? Until quite recently our almost-ten-year-old thought fingers were "thingers".
Anyway, while I was looking the other way, Clem popped an "earwhack" down the bathroom sink. Not particularly looking forward to the plumbing repercussions of that. Oh well, at least there's not a Noothgrush on my toothbrush.
In sewing news, the big boys decided they needed pyjamas in the style of Clem's mushrooms-and-stripes tops. I gleefully seized the opportunity to purchase a bunch more fabric.
Then I spilt coffee over it all.
Then I washed that out.
Then I made these.
|I asked Charlie to demonstrate some taekwondo|
(please excuse back corner of photo, which is where christmas trees go to die and become kindling)
|then Clem wanted to learn some moves|
|and Jasper is just a natural poser|
- Jane x