Thursday, March 31, 2005


Happy 2nd birthday, Blog. What to say, what to say? Well, we can only make the promise that every obsessed parent makes - we will try our best not to kill you.

Lots of love,
Mummy + That Man She Doesn’t Sleep With.

P.S. Don’t tell your father, but I put an extra little something in the envelope after he signed the card. Treat yourself to something nice, pet. Also, clean your room. And, could you at least rinse the dishes you use if you’re going to leave them by the sink? It’s no fun coming home to dried-up crud, yeah? Also, learn to walk. You’re making me look bad at play group. And fetch mummy her ciggies, will ya? Or else, no more bitty for you... xxx

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