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Moderate strength is shown in violence, supreme strength is shown in levity.


Have I mentioned yet that Ezra, my most beautiful and talented youngest son [as opposed to my most beautiful and talented oldest son] is beautiful and talented?

Yes, both poo and wee in the toilet for some time now.

What a relief!

Now we just have to work out what to do with all these cloth nappies…
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Roddy said…
the young fella looks like he is mulling over something. What can it be, I wonder?
9 February 2011 at 21:24
Anonymous said…
You could always have another baby, that would surely help with the nappies.
10 February 2011 at 05:46
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, boobs, I expect.

Jackie, Christ no!
11 February 2011 at 11:03
Roddy said…
I thought he was weaned now.
The nappies could come up here for polishing the cars. They do make excellent cleaning cloths.
11 February 2011 at 15:09
kylie said…
my youngest are 12 and i still have cloth nappies here. some are brand new because the old nappies were wearing out and i was expecting them to be in nappies at least another 12 months. they trained earlier than their brothers!
13 February 2011 at 20:15
Sue said…
I have nappies still from Cody, aged 25 years and then Zac, 17 years. They are the most wonderful cloths for cleaning and drying and wiping. I will be at a loss when they finally wear out. The pile is growing smaller.
13 February 2011 at 20:44
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, doesn't mean he has given up on boobs!

Kylie, 12? Is there still time for a relapse?

Sue, they are useful buggers.
14 February 2011 at 17:24
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