One great thing about having a thirty-four year old eldest child is that their idea of a birthday happy meal is Indian takeaway with some carefully chosen sides. Eventually we had to step away from the table.
One great thing about having a thirty-four year old eldest child is that their idea of a birthday happy meal is Indian takeaway with some carefully chosen sides. Eventually we had to step away from the table.
Usually I’d just be grumping along about the disorientation from the latest effort in everything moving position in our local Woolworths. This time all my adult kids are grumbling about the situation as well, which I find equal measures entertaining and comforting. It’s good to know we have increasingly more things in common. I’m not …
My daughter Christine holding her Mary Poppins POP figurine birthday present. Someone who’s practically perfect in every way, holding a POP figure.
This happens to every mother, I think. (featuring a family with quadruplets)