Some days I worry about my own sanity.
Quintus has to take 100 things to school tomorrow. Thinking that I can’t send my child to school with 100 coins, I decided to make 100 tiny pencils from the zillion pencils lying around our house.
What on earth was I thinking? I have blisters on my hands from cutting and sharpening. It is really cute though 🙂 It was so adorable when he saw them and said “I’m so glad YOU are my mom”
I got this funny e-mail that I just have to share:
One morning Pappa bear and his son came down to the dining room to have their morning porridge. They looked at their empty plates with horror.
Baby bear cried: “Who ate my porridge!”
Pappa bear was clearly anger and growled: “Who ate MY porridge”
Just then Mamma bear shouting from the kitchen: “Oh shut up!!! I have not made the porridge yet. The bloody electricity is off!