Being the only mother in the world to think her children are incredibly talented, insightful and amusing, I feel it’s my public duty to share some of their stuff, thereby ruining my determination to not be a mummy blog. Just temporarily, mind you, and only when the genius of my loins produce the goods, like this:
Brownie: “Mummy, you need a new memory card for your brain so you can remember more things.”
You can visit the Brownie talk and Blondie talk tabs to get individual serves from both.
Blondie is 9 years old; Brownie is his 6 year old brother.