They have already changed their clothes several times this morning and now want me to go and see a lightening storm in the distance. "Nanny, nanny we had to rush in, we just heard thunder". How come everything is so exciting at that age? After that they want me to take them home to fetch their scooters, that's after they have been swimming with OG, and, by the way, one of the scooters isn't working properly so there may be a side trip to buy a new one. And it's only 1135. I'm exausted already. Oh my where do they get their energy?!
I've found the solution. They are now behind bars while baby sleeps. Ah peace at last.



And finally .... how come it takes so little time for a child who is afraid of the dark to become a teenager who wants to stay out all night?


