Did I say that the last post was our 900th?
We dogs have heard a rumour that the Silverwoods are a-coming to visit us across the Irish Sea. Mum has gone mad blitzing the house, cleaning, tidying, making lists, getting the extra beds ready for all of them - Mr and Mrs S, Em-J and J-M, little M and toddler R. A proper houseful. Duvets and pillows are being got down from the loft and supplies and food bought in.
Mrs S phones to confirm final arrangements and warns Mum that little R(3) is a bit of a one for exploring at this stage and loves a good session of penmanship (felt-tipmanship, crayonmanship, pencilmanship and any other writing implimentmanship being equally acceptable. R, advises Mum to get down on her knees and then try to reach stuff, because everything you can reach like that, R will have off shelves and play with. This could be interesting because most of our house has wall-length book cases and there is probably not enough spoace in the house to re-locate the first 4 feet of books.
Ah well, we'll wing it. What can possibly go wrong?
Gulp
Deefs
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