3.36am - Matthew comes screaming in to our bedroom and dives on top of me. He is almost hysterical and rigid with fear.
Matt: There's something in the kitchen!
Me: Shhhh baby, it's okay...
Matt: *high pitched scream* It's in here now! It's touching my back!
Me: No buddy, that's Dads hand.
Matt: Arrggghhhhhhhhhhhh!
Sigh...Looks like T's getting a mattress on the floor next to him now too.
Easter Break and a bit of a re-set
2 days ago
3 comments:
I bet it was that bloody heater coming in for a midnight snack - he is probably all put out at being shoved in the shed.
Believe me, Ryan has already made that assumption.
Aaah it's the hand, the hand, it's the claaaaaw!!!!
Funny, but not to be you!
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