Sunday, 16 January 2011

Good mummy, bad mummy

Today we made gingerbread men:

A good mummy, domestic goddess, polish your halo kind of thing.

We even ate all our meals together at the table.

All good stuff.

But little girl should have been at a party. She forgot, and I felt to anxious about it to remind her.

Bad mummy, big mummy fail.

No tick VG, no smiley face just a big angry cross.

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1 comment:

TheMadHouse said...

We often forget about parties, we are happy in our own little bubble sometimes. Love the gingerbread people