What an appalling selection of food in that pan try. I honestly couldn’t see the ingredients to make one meal let alone feed a family of 4. Crunchie and breadsticks anyone? With a side of harribos
I make no wonder those boys don’t sleep. They are filled full of E numbers then micro managed. Fresh food and fresh air. Long walks bike rides football. That’s a starting point Sofa. In fact apart from Ronnie attending baby ball I don’t really recall seeing the boys play football. What a strange environment with the dog and 2 small boys and not a football/ tennis ball in sight. From where my fat crunky bum is sat on my settee I can see 2 tennis balls (belonging to daft dog) 2 balloons which mini toes brought home from a party and a football which has found its way inside and been abandoned by littlest toes. I could probably open a shop with the amount of footballs in my back garden and the one in the boot of my car drives me nuts rolling around but I keep forgetting to put it in my car boot organiser ( oh wait I don’t have one doh)
Sorry for rambling I need to prise my bum of the settee and clean the kitchen (I shut the door after I made tea) Sort out mini and little toes football kits for matches tomorrow. And numerous other jobs that normal people do but I wasted all day hoovering crumbs out of my pan try barskeetts oh no hang on that wasn’t me cos I’m not a twat. I wasted all day at football practice. A farmer’s market, a 6 year olds birthday party and 2 long dog walks. Cos my mad dog isn’t overweight
BRB off to get the little toes football boots out of the boot room. That I had built but never use. (it’s called a cupboard in the hallway)