Bath time xxx

I AM IN THE BATH!! Hallelujah, praise be to Jesus (said like Eddie Murphy in Trading Places!)

I haven’t had a bath since Sunday which is simply unheard of. I don’t even mind that I’m sharing it with a lizard (not a real one), a skeleton (not a real or life size one), or even if the boys have weed in it! Not a suggestion and from the disgusted looks on their faces at the hint of it, not a likelihood.

Plus the one on Sunday wasn’t up to its usual solitary standard. Ollie marched in and started taking his clothes off. I asked him what he was doing and he replied that he needed (needed not wanted) to take a dip! I told him I needed to wash my hair and it was my bath and to go away. He kindly said he’d wait until I’d washed my hair. I said I also need to wash myself in an attempt to fob him off and he said he’d help dipping his ice cold hand in my bath and tapping my shoulder. It was a literally ice cold have as he’d been playing with ice cubes. I gave in and let him in only to regret it once had his foot up my bottom and was asking why I didn’t have a willy.

It’s been another long week! Poor Harry had a temperature of 42 and has been convalescing since Wednesday evening. Thankfully it wasn’t covid but it’s hard to look after one poorly, grumpy, twin and one who is bouncing off the ceiling happy to be alive. However Ollie did milk it for all it was worth and tried to pretend he was sick when he wanted to be wrapped in a blanket and brought snacks and drinks.

I did them a picky lunch earlier and the cheeky monkey actually said and I quote,

“Oh Mummy I just don’t have time for this, I’m trying to sleep!”

He was lucky I didn’t decide to dish up his grub on his lap, especially as there were cheese and pineapple skewers, a favourite from Nannys.

I can hear Lee shouting at Alexa to play instrumental lullabies, doesn’t sound very relaxing or like Lee is winning! My cue to get out the bath, say goodnight to the Twinkles and make a delicious Friday delicatessen dinner washed down with orange gin, it says from Seville, but let’s be honest, it’s from Aldi.

Ooh but in Ollie’s defence, not that I think he needs one with all you kind people, he did give me a hug earlier and tell me he was really proud of me for saving a bee and rescuing some snails which wiped all the annoying stuff away. Im still waiting for Harry’s offering! Only joking he’s been ill so has rights.

Love and hugs x