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Silent Sunday

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letter to son part x-1

Dear Son Please stop eating sand. That is all. love, Mummy xxxxx

Fridge contents

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I'll show you mine, if you show me yours. Luckily, I'd just done a nice shopping trip so what we have here in my modest little fridge are: in the door: very lazy chillies (quite possibly out of date), reggae reggae ketchup (wonderful stuff), semi skimmed milk for me and whole milk for Cub, lemon curd, salad cream, peri peri marinade, cheese, garlic and something else that i cant quite remember but am not going all the way downstairs again to investigate! in the fridge: more whole milk, 3 packs of go gouda cheese (it was reduced!), a lettuce, a cabbage, some carrots, a broccoli, some potatoes, a leek, some onions, half a red pepper, some kiddies yoghurts, some strawberries, a portion of salmon, some silverskin pickled onions, a bottle of cava that has lived there for many months as i cant drink a whole bottle alone and daren't anyway while i'm sole carer of my precious prince, some sweet potatoes, some himalayan garlic sauce, some mozarella and some mayonnaise.

a day at the farm park

Dear LionCub Although I have been rather neglectful in my intended-to-be regular correspondence to you, I felt today that I really must at last put pen to paper (so to speak). I think that today I have had quite possibly one of the best days of my life EVER. I hope that you think so too, though if truth be told, you are not really likely to remember it, your being only almost 16 months old. Despite the early morning start (resulting in a mild but persistent headache for me) and quite a major (for you, who is the sunniest-natured person I’ve ever met) meltdown in asda (to be honest, I wanted to cry too, it was dreadfully busy) I think today has been totally super. We awoke, as we do, to the sound of 1xtra on the radio, though today it was the alarm clock rather than you who initiated the music. Rather than luxuriating in bed with a little cuddling and play, as is our usual fashion, we got ourselves up and headed downstairs (yes, you can walk downstairs all by yourself now) to wal

Silent Sunday

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Silent Sunday

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