I've just realised that I've spent my entire blog, thus far, talking about my husband and kids. NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I'm not that woman yet. Am I? Surely I have more to talk about than 'Blah blah blah my husband'... 'Blah blah blah my kids....' djsfsdhbsfvsbscvdsbhiv oops, sorry, I just fell asleep on the keyboard.
I have a life, I swear. Look, here's some pics of me out & about just this week...
*disclaimer. Fictional events, may not have actually occurred.
(Blog Rebel: You know, I'm really still not sure you're s'posed to blog every day. How can I find out? Is there some kind of blog timetable?
Rebel's brain: Look, I don't have all the answers. I am fairly certain though, that you should most definitely be eating some kind of cheese right now.)
What can I talk about? I took the kids to swimming lessons yesterday? No. ummmmm. What about that stick I found one time that looked like a dolphin? No, too controversial.
(Blog Rebel: Maybe this could be the Seinfeld of blogs. The blog about nothing.
Rebel's brain: You may have frizzy hair lady, but you are no Elaine. Didn't you stash some chocolate around here somewhere?)
Look, I'm just gonna admit, this blog is going to be about my husband and kids. Quite frankly, they are the best thing about me. If I can get through the day without one of them (husband included) soiling my carpets, I'm kicking goals.Just a heads up, you will hear about poo, you will hear about tantrums (mainly mine) and you just may get a giggle every now & then.
Welcome to my world, stay as long as you like. Just let me know how many of you there will be though, I might need to get more loo paper.