So a few evenings ago I was doing my required "15 minutes when I get home with my feet elevated" whilst reading the newest Laurell K. Hamilton-Anita Blake book (still full of typo's and too much sex, but at least she found her plot again) when my book took a little hop.
Huh?
It was spud! my very first real thwack from inside. So of course I called Mr. Dreadful and the Vinner in to feel it.
Mr. Dreadful was dutifully enthralled (having learned already that anything less than estatic enthusiasm will earn attitude..)
But Vinner slogged in with his usual preteen lethargy "Whaaaaaaaat?" (how do they draw that word out so long?)
Laid his hand on my tummy rolling his eyes, when 'thunk' Suddenly a huge grin and "that was cool, do it again"
Silly boys.
About Me
- Penny Dreadful
- I'm a mom. To two brilliant and gorgeous boys, ages 16 and 5. So yes, I am crazy. I also read more than I should, Like to take pretty and not so pretty pictures, adore my family and friends to distraction...And have restarted my ADD medication!! Oh happy day!. Expect that sometimes I just will not make sense, this blog is as much for me as a touchstone of my days as it is meant to entertain, amuse or irritate.
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