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Sunday, 6 May 2007

Love

I am posting late this evening as I fell asleep lying next to darling Max in his lovely new Stompa bunk bed. He really is a perfect, gentle and kind little boy. I am more than proud. I am aware that when it comes to the munchkins I completely lose touch with reality.

I spent most of this afternoon watching diddums and his daddy practicing bowling in cricket nets at a local club. My love for that boy is without boundaries you know, there is very little that can coax me out in public without my heels.

Indeed, the super minimalist interior of my perfect Poggenpohl kitchen has recently become cluttered by Freya's 'Worm Farm', 'Ant World' and horrid 'Triop Lagoon'. She is growing great ugly triffid like sunflower plants in pots just inside my super bi-folding glass doors, and has just requested a larger tank for her stick insects! Our home is turning into the set of 'Wild at heart' as I simply find it impossible to say no to the darlings.

The sacrifices I have made for love...

NOTE TO SELF: Those parents who allowed their children to dispense these gifts (from the back of the toy cupboard no doubt) to darling Freya for her birthday will receive baby scorpions and tarantula spiders in tanks when their darlings' birthday's arrive. Children adore pets and I sooo love to repay kindness!

12 comments:

mutterings and meanderings said...

I feel the same way about the grey mare and my cats ...

dulwichmum said...

Dear M&M,

You sent a shiver up my spine then. It was as though you had perfectly described my mother and children!

DM

Omega Mum said...

The great thing, of course, is that should little Freya take an interest in biology, you'll have no problem swotting up on dissection at home.

X

@themill said...

Just wait until your darling Munchkins grow up and you despair at the fetid bedroom aroma, only to discover a ferret living under the bed! I kid you not.

eastdulwichmum said...

I like your style DM, you cannot store a tarantula spider in the back of the cupboard under the stairs to give away at the next birthday party can you. You really are a minx.

AntiScam said...

Dear Dulwichmum,

Never mind, you will have your kitchen back to normal when you send the children packing to boarding school.

dulwichmum said...

Dear Omega Mum,

I couldn't bear for Freya to do any dissection at home. She will have to go to boarding school. I certainly think a career in medicine beckons, which is a great shame as everyone knows there is no money in it.

Sweet @themill,

Ferrets you say? Well Max can become a boarder too. I shall not take kindly at all to this. A sacrifice too many I feel.

Lovely Eastdulwichmum,

Yes indeed I am a piece of work.

Darling Antiscam,

I do really love the children though, but I am bordering on mental illness having spent a long weekend being kind and selfless...
back to work tomorrow - hurrah!

beta mum said...

We fed the sea monkeys for the first time today - despite having lost the little spoon you're supposed to measure out the powder with.
Hannah had taken it to her room to play "feeding babies" and it sank without trace beneath the mire.
Still, it says if you overfeed the little creatures the water goes murky, and then you must not feed them until the water clears.
Sorted.

dulwichmum said...

Dear Beta Mum,

Max over fed the sea monkeys despite Freya's strict instructions. The water went green and half of them died - I was delighted. I thought I could finish the rest of them off with a splash of bleech and we could have a small service before throwing the glupe down the sink. Sadly however the green cleared revealing much fewer but larger 'sea monkeys' - drat! They remain on my concrete kitchen surface like a great wart on the face of my dream kitchen!

Marianne said...

Lovely to meet you Dulwichmum. Yes, of course he's married. Twice. All he nice guys are married, though surprisingly there was a little flirtation a few years ago in the dentist's chair when we were both getting divorced, but the combination of gorgeous men and the dentist's chair, those long thin needles and 'you can spit now' is a complete turnoff for me. Pity.

Marianne said...

Thank you for the link. Hope I can keep coming up with things to say though. I always think that's my lot. Every single time. How do I delete it though?

debio said...

My daughter's ant world was a total disaster - they burrowed frantically for two days, then died.
We moved on to a rabbit and a guinea pig, which only encouraged the rats, which never phased her pony but much as I like animals...who can love a rat?