Thursday, July 12, 2007

The wheels on the bus go round and round and round and round.

Oh my goodness, just over three months since I last wrote, and I've been getting so much stick recently from my devoted fans (all 1 of them) but, in my defence, I got a job and the job involves children and so there goes every scrap of energy I have ever conserved, ever.

Basically, my day involves getting up and going to work and being thrown up on. I'm not joking. Did you know that babies drink a lot of milk? They also like to throw up milk. It gives them a sense of achievement. Babies also can't walk. So I spend a lot of time carying a crying baby in one arm and picking another one off the floor with the other.

And then there's the toddlers. Toddlers like fighting with each other. And biting. And scratching. And then they cry and then they fall over and when they're not doing that, they're stealing food from each other which reminds me a bit of dinnertime here at home and really, it's rather hard work looking after them.

I have a fear: I hate walking past spiky railings, because I'm always worried that I will trip over on the footpath and impale my eye on a spike. Does anyone else worry about this, or is it just me? Just me? OK, then.

1 comment:

T said...

braha brahahahhahahaha,
i stopped checking this blog cos i was under the impression you'd abandoned it!!! am now getting up to speed with the, ooh, 3 or so blogs you've written since i gave up on you (not to be repeated!). and have to say, about the impal..ing..ment?? you're not alone, think that's would occur to me too if the spikes were at the right height. yuck.