The (not so) quiet life

By Abikaty

You're Gorgeous

We had a very early start (the first of Satans Minions appeared at the side of our bed just before half five this morning, the rest all deciding to get up over the course of the next half hour). Behaviour wasn't exactly ideal but the husband and myself were too done in to actually get up and enforce any discipline so it was every Minion for themselves, only the fittest would survive. By seven o'clock the screams were getting too loud to ignore and the sounds of bedrooms being ransacked eventually forced me out of bed. It wasn't a pretty sight. Minion number four had a rather splendid looking bump to his head and every single toy/book/jigsaw/board game had been dragged out and upended onto the floor. Still, it beats actually getting up at half five to supervise and with much whingeing and whining (threats of bin bags and physical violence) Satans Minions cleared up the mess almost entirely on their own, earning themselves a pancake breakfast as a reward.

Partly as punishment for waking up so early and partly as insurance that it wouldn't happen again tomorrow morning we took them out for a walk through the woods to the gorge. Once again they went hunting for the Gruffalo. Fortunately he wasn't home though I reckon he could have been scared off by the rowdy behaviour (honestly don't know where the energy comes from).

I did remember my camera today though.I couldn't get a good enough angle to get the gorge from top to bottom but it gives you an idea of the scale. Plenty deep enough to lose a child down anyway. They filmed some of the fly over scenes for Harry Potter in these woods.


Quote of the day: "It was only a wee accident" Minion number three attepmting to explain why he was positively reeking of the husbands aftershave.

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