Christmas is coming , we are are about to properly enter the full festive feeding frenzy .
It starts with the birthdays , all my girls have them back to back ending with Daisys in Janruary .
The fiscal battering has been well planned by my better half and all I have to do is provide the odd opinion and the cash !
Good job I am still hanging in there with the racing driver commission but only just .
During this time of stuff I have noticed a parallel of Noels desk and fly tipping ! It starts of clear with computer keyboard and beautifully aligned pencil case . The odd cd is deposited and maybe a jumper on the chair , slowly a coffee cup materialises and last weeks news papers .Then the slide is relentless , nativity donkey ears join the pile nestled between wet wipes and hair bands .
Unless the process is staunched with in a week the towering piles of exercise books and theatre programs could bury a small unwary child in an avalanche of domestic flotsam.
Planned to create one of those perfect domestic moments in the kitchen today , Phoebe was to bake a cake and I to make a cottage pie for supper (a bit too appropriate !) before inviting friends to join us for afternoon tea. All seemed to be going well until I sent out the text invitations to partake in freshly baked cake and jammy doggers ! I shall never be able to look at those particular biscuits in the same light again and I'm sure neither will our unsuspecting friends.
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