Thursday, 21 June 2012

Morning is broken!

Woken up at 6. Need caffeine fix.

Shit! – no shreddies. Here it comes, I’m ready…

Raging Mini. Cheerios are silly!

Child starts screaming. Cross words streaming.

Shouty boy.  Wants Dollop’s toy.

Objects fly. Everyone cries.

Toaster pops. Meltdown stops.

Toast buttered, thank you muttered.

Breakfast done. “You’re a crappy mum”.

Coffee gone. "Thank you son".


  1. *sniggers. Sorry no Schadenfreude intended. I completely hear ya!!

  2. Oh so funny and a picture of my house painted for me. Fostering is never boring