Santa still in the country: Easter Bunny furious!
Wordless Wednesday
Wordless Wednesday
Last night happened, what many had feared: our little nest was cruelly murdered! Scully and Mulder suspect an evil squirrel made his way through the kitchen window, and hid in the cupboard till everyone had gone to bed. Then this evil squirrel made his way to the little nest and had himself a dinner party....
Wordless Wednesday
I love sheepskin boots, also known as Uggs. The luxury of not having to wear socks, and being able to jump straight from my bed, into my Uggs makes my day! I'm really lazy that way. But there's something odd going on: Uggs Australia has such a firm hold on the Ugg market, sheepskin boots...
Only days ago my fourteen year old's heart beat speeded up whenever I mentioned Edward McCullen, Twilight's tormented vampire. But suddenly he's yesterday's news, and she has transferred her affections to former bad boy Johnny Depp. It reminds me of the time I was thirteen and had this huge crush on Sandokan, The Tiger of...
It's one of those Mom Mysteries, how the kids manage to get their poop in those far away places I find it. They really are the champions of Projectile Pooping. So obviously, I think it's a damn shame Projectile Pooping isn't part of the Olympics, because I really fancy their chances for that golden plack!...
My eldest daughter, Maartje, had been talking about it for months: 'Mommy, when New Moon is released we'll go and see it, won't we?' Flattered that my fourteen year old daughter still wanted to be seen with me at the movies I readily replied: 'Of course we will.' For those few who háven't heard about...
My kids have the unfortunate habit to remember they've forgotten something when we're already halfway to school. 'Mommy, my pants keep slipping down!' or 'Today we have to take a Spanish speaking alien to school, that's wearing yellow pants and a bright green sweater. And he should't be any taller than thirty centimeters, my teacher...
Wordless Wednesday
Avoid financial troubles: get your Walmart Cone now! Finally there's an answer to the age old question: How do I get in and out of Walmart, without staggering outside with lots of stuff I didn't know I needed, and upon coming home will discover I don't? Until recently women were complete left to their own...