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Woman was God's second mistake.


I'm not going rafting up the Picton River. Tahune Forest, September 2010.

If anyone knows how one might best alter the tone and inflection of my elder son's carping, answers on a postcard please...

Which brings me to today's Sunday Top Five! Today, we're cataloguing Henry's Top Five Complaints! Yes, for a fellow still not four years old, Cranky Hanky has a long list of grievances that he likes, nay, needs, to share on a regular basis.

  1. "IT'S NOT FAIR!"

  2. "YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING FOR ME!"

  3. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

  4. "GET OFF ME EZZIE!"

  5. "STOP TALKING TO ME!"


I'm still not going rafting up the Picton River. Tahune Forest, September 2010.

Comments

So love the prickly icing on your posts! I have only been to the Tahune Forest once! I was too chicken to face the Air Walk but loved the scenery around!
Roddy said…
Apart from creating man, what was God's first mistake?
There is no answer to Henry's carping.
Did you eventually hogtie the boy to a tree and go alone?
Are you trying to confuse your father with the changes to your blog site? Think I wouldn't find it did you?
Yeah, I know, BAH!
Sue said…
I think his first mistake was Man, Roddy...as he was created before woman.
I think Henry has some valid complaints there, Kris. (Maybe not the having nothing done for him one though, you did create him!)
I would love to raft up the Picton River, it looks so lovely and not a croc in sight!
Kris McCracken said…
GT, it seems that my two were the bravest (and youngest) ones there the day we went!

Roddy, just mixing things up. I'm designing a new header too.

Sue, correct. Too cold for crocs. We're just trying to genetically engineer a Great White...

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