Sunday, 6 September 2009

hurray for the father of my child

He gave me sleepin this morning after I'd had night of bad dreams
He enjoyed his card and present from Torby
He decided we all needed yum-cha fro breakfast/lunch
He mocked me as I complained of eating way too much.
He joined me in putting lots of stuff into boxes.
He has requested duck pancakes and salad for dinner

Oh and

He is partly responsible for the Torbyboy and that's a pretty cool thing.

1 comment:

Impish said...

I am overcome with the power of the warm fuzzies and the yay. I'm so pleased you got yourself a good'un. Well, two of them, really.

To your bad dreams, I say... shoo!