Just the Withers......

By JaneW

Proper playing..

This is my grandson Jake and a rocket kindly supplied by Jacob and Sam Harrison.. thank you boys :D ...Look,he had a 'moment' of real play,as in ... you go in this little cubby hole man with the space dog and I will ram the door shut on your neck and then take you out,shout,bite you and ram you in the door again....and of course when ever you encounter a space dog the first thing you do with it is hit it into your own face and push it under the sofa...just so you know.
Do you ever wonder what goes through the little ones heads.... ?
After this it all went down hill,he only wanted a wooden spoon and a small heavy rolling pin to clonk Eve on the head with......

Popped over to Solihull with some hangers on lovely close friends.. DDLC,Moon,Mrs Neurotic Badger and Judith Chalmers (she hits the fake tan as much as DDLC,her real name is Christine).. we had ONE and ONE only pitstop of coffee and cake and the rest,well.. WE BLITZED our lists !!!!! Like whirling tops,we whizzed from shop to shop and quite frankly made ourselves ill..I had to take to the sofa when we arrived home... then after school ended I got charge of Jakey :D but now... now ...I am back on the sofa .....perhaps Mr W will go and get me some chocolate........ for medicinal purposes you understand x

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