This morning, young k. happily came down the stairs to tell me and sloth all about how great swimming with daddy was - trips over her own feet, falls the last couple of steps - and fractures her arm
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in comedy news, to get young k. to agree to plaster, I had my right arm "plastered" and Mr. Rat had his neck and tummy plastered.
Obviously, she then also wanted her neck plastered, so we rolled some bog roll around it before leaving hospital. That was fine for 5 minutes, until she started talking about her tummy. Enough is enough.
Shame we didn't catch a picture of the three of us before I deplastered, we got a few looks on the bus :)
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Obviously, she then also wanted her neck plastered, so we rolled some bog roll around it before leaving hospital. That was fine for 5 minutes, until she started talking about her tummy. Enough is enough.
Shame we didn't catch a picture of the three of us before I deplastered, we got a few looks on the bus :)
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have to admit to laughing about the extra curricular plastering. Yes, we demand photos of Mr Rat.
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