Borrowed time xxx

Well that was a rough old night, lucky if I cobbled together 4 hours sleep! 

The dog had an aversion to its worming tablets (bum worms as Harry calls it), the other dog snored its little tail off and practically sucked the curtains in, something bit me (not the dogs or the twins or the husband) and Harry picked a fight with someone in his sleep.

But I’m here now, in a warm bubble bath, with a cup of tea and on my own, knowing every delicious tranquil second is borrowed!

I’m falling apart at the moment, done something to my knee. Had to visit the physio yesterday who said something about torn ligaments and muscles, was hard to hear over Harry twanging the door stopper.

When the physio was giving me my exercises, in a desperate attempt to demonstrate that the Twinkles really are quite lovely and not completely mischievous, I included them in the conversation by saying we like to do our Joe Wicks workouts together. Floor opener for Ollie who showed Ed (the physiotherapist) his guns and said “look at my muscles!” With a cute little goofy smile to follow.

Me “ the boys really do like to help me”
Harry wide eyed and huge smile “ yes, we like to hit Mummy on the back REALLY hard!”

Me, floor please open and swallow me.

Ollie “ yes we do, really hard and it’s really funny!”

It’s fair to say Ed was a little lost for words and looked at me for an explanation.

Me, slightly embarrassed “ I had bad trapped wind the other day and had to ask the boys to break it up for me “

Ed “oh right and they certainly made the most of that!”

Harry “yes it was awesome!”

We then had a date with Grandad in Toytown at Space Adventure which was perfect for the English summer we are having as it’s indoors.
They had fun, they drank liquidised sugar abd then ran it off.

Harry came out with some battle wounds, he didn’t seem distressed by it so I decided to discuss it later when we weren’t surrounded by screaming banshees.

Harry told me a boy had thrown a ball at him, then kicked him in the back and then pulled his hair.

Upon deeper delving this was my sum up:-

“ so you threw a ball which hit a boy who was smaller than you. He then threw the ball at you so you threw it back at him so he pushed you, you fell over and he pulled your hair a little bit? So you started it?”

Harry laughing “yes”

Me “ do you think that is okay?”

Harry still laughing “ no it’s ridiculous!”

Not much I could say to that! I can hear my little angels waking up so time to gulp the tea and bring on this new day!

Love and hugs, kisses and wishes xxx