I wasn’t expecting that xxx

Lee’s alarm didn’t have to go off until 7am this morning, what a luxury. Unfortunately he had to work. 

Harry had strict instructions to stay in bed until the sun came up on his bedroom clock, allowing for toilet trips of course. 

I heard Lee whispering to Harry to go downstairs with him to allow me a lie in, bless him, but that was never going to happen. 

Like Harry, I am one of those annoying morning people too! Literally, every morning I wake up with a song in my head and ready to go, going back to sleep not an option. 

I’m just happy to be alive and don’t want to waste it. 

So Harry slipped in to bed with me and we decided to treat ourselves to some TikTok action. Ollie soon joined us. 

We happened upon a lady riding a scooter saying the best thing she ever did was name her brain. She named it Becky and made it clear she had nothing against Beckys of the world. When she had an intrusive thought she’d tell it off by saying things like,

“Not today Becky, we haven’t got time for this and we’re going to have a nice day”

Well I quite liked this idea so asked the boys to name their brains. 

In a heartbeat Harry had named his Chicken Nugget. 

Ollie was more interested in naming mine, but they were all incredibly long. He settled for Rizz. I just Googled it and this is what it means,

  • Meaning:
    “Rizz” is a slang term for style, charm, or attractiveness, particularly in the context of dating or romantic interest.

Whilst rather nice I’ve fine tuned it to Iris. So a nod to him, but also a name that I don’t know anyone with. 

Ollie is yet to name his brain, they both seem quite over it, but I might persist because I think the lady in the pink jumper could be on to something. 

Our timer had gone off a few times and I suggested to the boys it was time to go down for breakfast, nothing, they wanted to stay snuggled watching TikTok with me until Harry remembered they are allowed to go on Fortnite once they’ve eaten, everything! Just loving those bribes! 

As we got up, Keisha popped into my head and I sang,

“Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy”

Well the air went electric!

Both boys wanted to know how I knew who P Diddy was. Then it dawned on me that he’s in prison for being a very naughty man so I wanted to know how THEY knew who he was. 

Ollie piped up with that he loves baby oil, has killed a woman and built a tunnel which led under Rihanna’s bedroom and her and Eminem wrote Monster about him. 

Gosh!

Note to self, need to check parental controls on their YouTube and have a check what they are watching. 

It’s so hard navigating being a parent, but we’ve made it to 8 and a half and my fur baby to 13 and a half. Before that I struggled to keep a cactus alive, not even joking! Ooh and I also seem to be doing well at growing a Peony! Man I’m getting old! 

Actually there was something that resonated in a romcom I was watching the other day. No, wait, it was This City Is Ours, couldn’t be further from a romcom. 

So this lady was complaining to her partner about being old and he turned to her and told her to make the most of today because in 5 years time she would be 5 years older and able to do less things. 

So I’ve decided to get the kayaks out! Chilli and Pepper (they look like red chillis).

The first bit of sun we have I’m grabbing my husband for a paddle on the Taunton Bridgwater Canal which is by far my favourite session to date. It’s just beautiful! Lovely scenery, usually dog walkers walking up the side, fresh air and wildlife. I did actually get taunted by a swan one time which I thought I might have to beat off with my paddle because I’ve heard they can break your arm, but I was then worried that might be illegal because all the swans are owned by the queen or something. Well there’s a king now, but I digress and I still won’t be beating swans. 

So, on that note, I’ll bid you adieu xxx 

Love & hugs, kisses and wishes xxx 

Our family are very good at snuggling up and looking forward to snuggling up to daddy when he gets home from work xxx

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