Settling in

Once again I was VERY tired this morning and was planning to sleep in but Röbert woke me up to “talk”.  I couldn’t even hear what he was saying because I was crying so hard.  I am pretty sure we decided to put the conference behind us and I promised never to leave like that again.  Phew!

I fell back to sleep and was awoken by the most awful noise from the kitchen.  Apparently my horrible neighbor, Nancy had given Merlin a drum set while I was away.  What was she thinking? The last thing he needs is a drum set!  I took it away and will sell it on ebay later.

7:30 drums

I hadn’t had much time to shop while I was away, and boys don’t really care about gifts, but I did manage to find the most adorable doll and suite of doll furniture for Starling.  She just couldn’t wipe the grin off her face as she played with it this morning!

7:30 doll

While she was playing I decided to go online and check out some photos from the conference and try to piece together some of the parts which remain a little fuzzy to me still and OMG!  My worst nightmare!  There was a picture of me with my missing bra and…I just can’t speak!  It is worse than I thought.  Who took the picture?  OMG!  If Röbert ever sees this I don’t know what he will say!

7:30 bra

Can you tell that is me?  OMG! OMG!  I think you can!

4 thoughts on “Settling in

  1. Mahmahood

    Starling looks just like you! A miserable little bitch!
    You spoil her and treat Merlin like crap. And you drug your kids all the time. Why don’t you get off the internet and start parenting your kids for real? And keep your clothes on next time you go the conference, you hussy! No wonder Robert (without the lame-ass french affectation) had so much fun with Karen while you were gone!



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