Monday 24 May 2010

Bonjour!!

Welcome to my Blog everyone! Not had a Blog before and not all together sure what to do with it, but I strongly feel that the world needs more ME in it. I have all sorts of thoughts going on inside my little head and thought I'd purge myself of these by blogging about them. Plus I am getting my shiny new laptop tomorrow and therefore will be much more inclined to use it if i have something to use it for.

I have decided to call this blog 'Where is your other shoe?!' as I seem to spend a large amount of time saying that. For some reason whenever we need to get out of the house someone is missing a shoe. More often than not, on a school morning, at least 2 out of my 3 children are missing an article of footwear. It baffles me. Presley is 5 and so therefore responsible for getting her own shoes on ready to go to school. But Presley is of the opinion that the world revolves around her (to be fair, it does really) but she cannot seem to comprehend that school will not wait for her. If she can't find a shoe she is just not bothered.
Orson is 2 and still needs me to put his shoes on for him. He will probably still let me do this for him when he's 12 as he is exceptionally lazy about such things. So, I put his shoes on upstairs, we all go downstairs and lo and behold- one shoe has gone.
"Orson, where has your shoe gone?"
"Gone. Shoe gone."
"Yes, i know its gone, but where?"
"Lion took shoe" or some other pearl of wisdom. Cue another (very precious) 5 mins looking for the flamin shoe. Find shoe. Load Orson into buggy. Load Chester into buggy. Start out door. Realise Chester has lost either sock or shoe. Briefly ponder going without said footwear article. Realise how annoyed I would be if someone took me out with one bare foot at 830am and i couldn't tell that person that my foot was cold. Back in house to get another pair (easier than hunting the odd one down). Leave house- a minor miracle that we're ever on time. Pick up shoes from the buggy boys about 500 million times on school journey.
Steadily grow older and more insane!!

I have to go now. Need to go and find shoes for my boys so we can go and pick Presley up!

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