Somehow, something (or someone) strange happens to my kids every single night to monday. They all go to bed at sunday evening, beeing ordinary kids, and at monday morning they get up mutated. Most often they behave like animals, sounds like angry dogs and elephants and have arms all over, like a seven armed octopussy.
They spill, they drop things, glasses gets broken and they can't find out how to dress. Every single monday, even if they are free from school, same behaviour.
Mommy's pretty tired of picking up broken porcelain and wiping up milk from the floor.
At least today the breakfast were ok, just some jam spilled out on my twoyearold daughter.
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Ha, ha, ha! Låter som min man. Han är ju 1,96 cm lång och på måndagar ramlar allt ner på honom respektive golvet bara han visar sig framför en öppen skåpdörr. Å då händerna - tack vare vädret - är totalt uttorkade hamnar en och annan mjölk-/apelsinjuicedroppe på golvet. Men som tur är har jag ju bara en "unge" att ta hand om;-)
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