Ok so yesterday we got a new wardrobe for the boys room. It's huge, taller even than I am. Now I am not of giant proportions but feel it in comparison to those dainty petite ladies that make up the rest of the family. For example my Mother in law has size 3 (sometimes 2.5) feet, mine are size 8 on a good day. I had size 3 feet when I was 10 years old. I feel justifiably like bigfoot in the company of these people (but without the excessive body hair). Ok, so I digress......
Back to the point. With the wardrobe installed I tidied the boys room up and put Thomas's church bag on top of the wardrobe. Now I do this in the vain hope that if he only gets to play with the contents of that bag at church for an hour a week that he'll be so engrossed for that whole hour that I can have a stress free Church experience. (If such a thing is even possible with 2 kids under 3!) Too bad it doesn't ever work and if it did I'd still have Eli to contend with anyhow.
So I went into their room later and found the bag on his bed, contents splayed all over. There is no way he could've climbed up there. It isn't near any other pieces of furniture, no way he could have used the wardrobe as a makeshift ladder, it is just not possible.
So of the many things he's gained from the Siswick/Adams gene pool I'm assuming Spidermanesque powers are the most impressive. Should he start showing an interest in wearing lycra I'll be really suspicious!
Wednesday, 13 February 2008
Is Peter Parker in Residence?
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3 lovely comments:
Well, there goes your Sunday peace. Ha.
Carol- I am really glad that I found your blog. I am hoping that our friendship can exceed facebook friends and spill over into blogger friends. Actually I really think that we are BFFL (best friends for life):)
Seriously...when did you get to be this funny!! I am cracking up over here!
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