64...

Still need you.. 

Happy 64th Birthday Dad.

Love you.

xx

Donndadadondondeedeedoodoodonneeenaanaanoonoononna

OK.. before I start I need to just add something...LOL

My poor mate Amber, who religiously reads my posts bless her made a comment on facebook the other day asking if I could write her kids a note excusing her from Mommy duties until she's finished reading.. so this one is for you Amber, if a child comes near.. you have a plan..

OK.. Donndadadondondeedeedoodoodonneeenaanaanoonoononna

...more commonly known as "Doona".. or "Donna" if you want to split hairs. lol.

Donna is my "sister by another mister" hahah!! Oooh...er.. and mother come to think of it.. o_O

If a person were to believe in reincarnation and such things and you could actually choose someone to be related to.. I would choose my mate Donna..unfortunately I a teeny bit on the fence with the whole past lives and so can't choose to be her sister in the next life but sod it..we did a great job of finding each other in this one so we're not doing too bad..lol

"Peas in a pod", "Birds of a feather", "two of a kind" we are.  We don't look alike.. but the phrase " two minds thinking as one" has cropped up in conversations regularly.. lol.  We often finish a message to each other with "Well, we are one..lol".


Donna and I have been friends for about 6 and a bit years now.. I don't remember the very first time I talked to her... actually sometimes I don't remember what I did BD... (haha B.D.= before Donna)..and I can't credit myself with finding this rare person I call my "other half - in a completely non sexual way of course"..No, I have to give that credit to Rich for introducing us.


I know it was around the time I was having the girls.. see Donna has twins too (- only hers are boys and they grown ups now..)and 2 daughters (yes.. must be mad lol)  it might be that right there that was the simple connection we needed.  Rich used to chat to Donna online on a message board we all frequented quite often...and by that I mean most days.. lol.  I was pregnant with twins and not able to move much!!! LOL.. yes I realise this doesn't account for the amount of time I spent there previously..lol


ANYWAY... there was much a plenty banter on that there message board between various people and Donna was the most sarcastic person ever.. sharp, quick witted and taking no prisoners she easily held her own with the best of them including Rich and his brother Jamie and their merciless ribbing of anyone and everyone..  of course I realised this could be entirely to my advantage and together we've been kicking his arse ever since. haha.


We started talking and bonded quickly and in all honestly I don't know what it was but as with all great friendships there was something about her I loved and I'm glad to say she must have felt the same because I think we could easily count the days that we haven't spoken or checked in with each other (with the exception of holidays and her recent stay in hospital) since on the one hand.


Sometimes, if you're really lucky you find someone who has the same ideas or opinions etc as you.. Donna and I really are one.. we don't fight, we agree on virtually everything and we're even close to each others families.. I think I love Donna's kids as much as I love my own.. lol
 

There's only one problem and unfortunately its a big one.. and Atlantic Ocean shaped..

You see.. I'm English and Donna is American.  Yeah I know.. just a minor detail right? lol.  


We've been lucky in that Donna was able to come visit a couple of times but its been a while now.. I think I might have to start swimming and head over to hers.. we're suffering withdrawal!!


The fun we had when she came to stay though was brilliant.. lets just say we drank the well dry and had to raid the cupboards which inevitably led us to the dark side.. and the peach schnapps.  


It was ugly.. there was stickiness "why is my nose schticky?" and I even lost my teeth at one point... "Donna.. wtf did I put my teeth?" 


There was a party, a bbq (OMG those salads were amazing!!!), Rich fell into the fridge..(dont ask!!) the garden gnome scared the crap out of Rev.. and she bought the damn thing.. Bobb fell asleep in the chair.. poor Kim thought she'd never make it back from the shops and I called the police when Donna went to Manchester at night on her own..AND I wasn't even drunk..lol

There has been laughter and tears and pain and hardship on one side or the other... there've been break ups and grief and babies born and operations and we've only been friends 6 years!!! 

I feel like I've known her forever.. I feel like she's always been there... I know that she always will be too.  


Donna's my sister...my friend, my confidant, my conscience, my counsellor, my support network... my bezzie mate.. she's me and I'm her... we are one.


I know we'll get together again.. and I know its just a matter of time really..


She'll probably kick me in the arse for posting this but I know her well.. I know she needs a lift and I know she'll cry but tough.  I love you mi Doona... you're a great friend AND you crack me up. x

I'm know I'm probably not allowed to post photos, which is a huge shame cos there was a great one on her facebook page not so long ago of her and 2 of her kids and her grandson and it was gorgeous but again.. these posts are just springing to mind and I havent asked and I dont really want to post baby pics without permission so tough.. I am gonna post one of Donna though, I love it.. it makes me smile just to look at it and I can tell you now... I know she's gonna kill me and I know exactly what she's saying..hehehe bet you can tell too!!!


yes Donna.. I also know exactly what you're doing right now too.. Love you biatch, heheh xx

I loooooooooooooove....

Scarborough.

Yes I know I said that for the next few posts I would be talking about PEOPLE that I love but I changed my mind slightly (as is a woman's perogative.. and I am a woman after all and I choose to exercise my right to change my mind at will.. so there. Ha.)

So.. Scarborough.. if ever it were possible to fall in love with a place then this place would be a the one for me.

That might seem a bit weird to some people, I mean.. its the East coast of the North of England ffs.. its hardly the Great Barrier Reef or the Grand Canyon.. the foothills of the Himalayas perhaps?  No, not me..I'm a Yorkshire lass.. Scarborough is the place for me!!!!! lol

Of course there are many beautiful places on this planet and I'm not denying there are many places in the world I would love to see (those listed above included!!) but Scarborough is a place that I love, that I feel is a huge part of my life..maybe I'm a bit puddled, ok..ok I know, there is no doubt I am a smidge bonkers occasionally but still.. what of it?

Lets go back a few years whilst I make an attempt to explain...

 This is me, in 1976 I believe (eep!), I'm about a year old and sitting on my Grandpa Jack's knee, to my right is my Grandma Mary and in the green my Mum... These are my Dad's parents, I think he must have taken the photo cos he's the only one not in the pic.. although thats not necessarily the case cos I dont see my older brother Simon anywhere..

Anyway, this is taken on Scarborough beach and as Grandpa Jack died in November 1976 I assume this must have been one of the last holidays he had.

I know I got me some new red shoes that year.. and all because I cried when they put me on the sand.. haha I was smart even then ;)

So.. Scarborugh = happy times with the relly's AND new red shoes..hmmm..

Continuing with reasons to love Scarborough, here I am still sitting on Grandpa Jack's knee.. in my red shoes..

only this time.. someone gave me ice cream!!!

Well whats not to love right??

So..

Scarborough = sunshiney fun with the rellys.. new shiny red shoes AND Ice cream..

ANNNNNNNNNND still no sign of the evil curly haired one known as Simon..so, I'm winning here. lol

You can see why I love the place now right? lol


I think we returned a couple of times post Grandpa Jack although I don't remember them well if we did to be honest, I know I have vague memories of my Dad commenting on how Scarborough was a much nicer place that Blackpool (obviously.. that would be the Yorkshireman in him lol) and when I told him I was takinga day-trip to Blackpool when I was heavily pregnant with the boy child I remember him giving the strict instructions to get back across the border should anything happen but I also remember being asked why I wanted to go to Blackpool in any case as Scarborough is the best coastal resort in the country.. which just so happens to be in Yorkshire too.. its a win/win situation lol..(Definite Dad logic there for you).  But I digress lol..Anyway... I got older and discovered boys and the pub.. and Scarborough became a happy childhood memory for a while.

Rich and I once took his daughters to Scarborough with Grandma Liz and Grandad Derek (his Mum and Step Dad) in the back of Dereks big old red Sherpa van.. thats an experience none of us will forget.. lol I think I might have been pregnant at the time wtih Jake (although I'm not sure so don't quote me), it was a long day but we paddled in the sea and we had so much fun.. I wonder if they remember it too.  There are photos of this trip but I think they're in the attic and would require scanning (I'll get around to it!).. it was a good day..

Ok.. lets jump forward a few years to 2008 which, as we are all aware, wasn't the best year I ever had.. I would have crawled into a hole to hide that summer but the children wouldn't have it and the need to escape from the pain and grief was strong so a place to hide was found in a new area of an old haunt..and new memories were made as well as revisiting some old ones.. 

 There were many pics for this too but then some twat burgled my house and stole my laptop.. in the days before I used to back up..lol) I found a couple though.. here's my hubby and the kids building sandcastles on the beach.. what? as my friend so kindly pointed out at the time.. even rockstars love building sandcastles!!!

We returned in July 2009 to do it all again but this time we stayed a little longer than our usual week and opted for 2 (living on the edge as usual ;) LOL)

July that year was the best fun we'd had in ages.. still reeling from the rawness of the first year without someone, we'd headed off full of excitement and longing for the sunshine.  We'd looked forward to it all year long and the kids had a fantastic time revisiting things and places from the year before and enjoying them all over again, it was fun.. and fun had been in short supply in the House of Savage for a while..

As we stepped off the train that day the laughter filled the air along with squeals of excitement.. so much so that we decided there and then that we'd be returning for as long as the children wanted to.

And so we did.  The next time in August 2010 cos Rich couldnt get July off work and to a different area, closer to the beach.. and we were closer to the beach.. a walk down the street, down the cliff lift and there it was..away from the crowds of the main beach we sat on the sands beneath the Spa, in the quiet where the rock pools are.  Kids building castles, finding hermit crabs called Sebastian and feeling inexplicably at home in a town where I've never lived or even stayed longer than a couple of weeks..

I'll probably never know what it is about the place that draws us to it year after year but I know we'll be there again this summer for another smile-filled fortnight or sandcastles and sunshine (hopefully!!).

I think we might have actually run out of things to do and places to visit as Richard managed to make sure that last time we did EVERYTHING there was to do including football on the beach ;) lol well ok.. technically you're not supposed to play footbal with your face but still..
We had Nana Sue having a whole host of new experiences such as "walking", "taking the bus" and "shopping in a pound store" and my personal fave "the rain hat of doom" that day that the heavens opened lol, although to be fair.. she did that herself..lol

But whether its sunny (YES) or raining (NOOOOOOO!!) we still have the most fun.. the looks on the faces of the kids as we see that beach for the first time is priceless and they spend hours and hours just digging and building and digging and building.. It's great.

So, Scarborough.. well Scarborough = sunshiney fun with the rellys.. new shiny red shoes AND Ice cream.. Nana Sue in a variety of uncomfortable scenarios, Richard getting shit on (always a winner) or hit in the face with a football.. the kids happy and smiling and giggling, Sandcastles, rain hats,

ANNNNNNNNNND still no sign of the evil curly haired one known as Simon.... whats NOT to love?

I think we should move there and live happily ever after.. lol don't joke, I'm not kidding ;) xx

When a house isn't just bricks and mortar..

change  (chnj)

v. changed, chang·ing, chang·es

v.tr.

1.

a. To cause to be different: 

b. To give a completely different form or appearance to; transform: 

2. To give and receive reciprocally; interchange: change places.

3. To exchange for or replace with another, usually of the same kind or category: change one's name; a light that changes colors.

4. To lay aside, abandon, or leave for another; switch: change methods; change sides.

5. To transfer from (one conveyance) to another: 

6. To become different or undergo alteration

7. To undergo transformation or transition

8. To go from one phase to another, as the moon or the seasons.

9. To make an exchange

10. To transfer from one conveyance to another

11. The act, process, or result of altering or modifying

12. The replacing of one thing for another; substitution

13. A transformation or transition from one state, condition, or phase to another.

14. Something different

 Change is scary..

"Out with the old, in with the new.." they say.. well changes are afoot in my life once more.. some good and some bad, as is usual for me and some will be harder to swallow than others I expect.

To begin with, the biggest change to befall me so far this year is that we sold the family home.. and by family home I mean my Grans/Dads house.  I have mixed feelings about this.. on the one hand I know it had to come, of the 3 of us children left now neither one of us could have used it.. our families are too big these days lol.. and there is also the fact that somethings are better moved away from.. but still, that house has seen a lot of lil Smith's grow and fly away and 1 or 2 return also.

Many many moons ago as I'm sure I've probably shared before, my Great Great Grandpa Fred (they're all called Fred, Sam, John-George or Mary remember??  or Napoleon lol) owned a mill in my home town.  Well mill owners then had a lot of workers and owned houses to put them in too.  There is a lil street that stood near to where the mill was that was once occupied by pretty much all of my family.. and when my grandparents got married they were given number 11.

That was in 70 years ago (eek!) in 1941, in the years that followed my Grandparents Jack (John George) and Mary (pattern...much?) raised their children there.. my Dad (Peter) and his elder sister (Sandra).. my Dad was actually born on the kitchen floor I believe..lol and as we all know by now he died 57 years later in the bathroom of the same house.   My Grandad died in the house too.. so lots of sad memories but also many happy ones.. my Mum lived there a while with my Dad's family when her own parents moved away and my younger brother Phil lived there in later years when Dad and he moved in after downsizing from our childhood home.

As children when we visited we played in the street outside.. on the grassy verge opposite where another row of houses had once stood.. family members passed away or moved on and soon there was only my Grandma left at number 11 but she knew all the neighbours and they all knew us, when Brenda, the lady at the end of the street got a brand new VHS player in 1981 we all went around to watch E.T. and sat in amazement at being able to watch big screen movies on the little tv in the corner instead of trailing to the cinema and having to pay!!! LOL

It was a magical place for me.. comforting, home from home.. warm, loving and a very happy place full of the memories of 3 generations and if I think about letting it go my heart aches..but I know those people are gone now and there stands the house, empty and run down.. unloved..no.. not unloved because it is loved, very very much... unhappy maybe?.. yes, unhappy is a better word.. an empty nest of sorts..and empty nests are always sad..

That house gave shelter and warmth to a very happy and loving family and now that there are just a handful of us left maybe its time to move forward.  I hope that it is restored to its former glory and could maybe once again be a happy home to a new young family.. if those walls could talk I'm sure it could tell some happy tales and I like to think it would be as sad to lose us as we are to leave her behind..

I doubt any of us will forget number 11 and the huge part it played in our lives.. I hope she's treated well.

Prizes, birthday's and babies with "boy bits"!!

This is a sunflower.. not just any sunflower.. this is a sunflower grown by my son.

This is my son and his certificate for winning 1st prize (YAY!) in the "Largest sunflower head" competition at the Eccleshill Horticultural Society's annual show.


BLESS HIM.. he was so chuffed..lol

other news.. the 21st of this month brings a double birthday in our house as my twin daughters celebrate their 6th birthday.. yes the lil babies that weighed 5lb 2 oz and 4lb 9oz are now not so little..


see??  They're bloody huge now..lol, thats them posing in their party dresses..

They had a party for 20 of their little friends (it felt like 200 of them) at the local playgym, Tiddley Peeps and they had great fun.. I cant really post pics of other peoples kids but I can show you this one of Grandad John..



if you look really carefully on the wall behind him it says "Wrinkly Peep" .. we all thought that was quite appropriate.. I'm now sure I'll have to pay for that one LOL

Anyway party over and onto the mountain of presents!!  There were Princess dolls and dresses... Bless!!


and shoes and tamagotchi's (Oh no!) and make up and fairy wings and ponies and thats before they got our present..lol

We bought the girls these..



scary lil buggers aren't they?  they're "newborn" babies.. they dont do anything.. they just look like baby's, they dont pee or talk or cry or eat or crawl or swim or call you mummy or anything.. there are no batteries in them at all and they don't cost the earth.... and the kids LOVE them.  All this time I've been worrying about not how to afford the latest baby annabel doll.. but how to afford TWO and all that time I needn't have worried.. my gorgeous girls prefer to use their imaginations with their babies that do nothing.. yay for my clever girls...lol

There was only one problem.. they're completely anatomically correct and I didn't know this when I told Angelina she could have a boy one.  o_O  oooooooooooops.

There I am wrapping Heathers girl doll as Jake is peering inside the nappy of the boy one and giggling like a schoolboy and I hear "Angelina's not gonna like that..." and I turn to find my 8 year old holding up the doll and showing me a teeny tiny plastic pee pee.

Oh holy shit.. think I, Angelina will either love it and tell everyone she knows about her baby's penis or she'll never touch it again.

Of course it was the first one.. its Angelina after all.. she did say to me though "Mummy.. I've looked at it, but I'm not touching though.." lol..

There was a cake.. sort of, I busted the seal on the oven and now nothing I cook will rise..



didn't stop the kids eating it though.. and it tasted really good too..lol



and that was it really.. next is my own Dad's birthday.. on the 24th, dark day..he would have been 60.. I saved him some cake, his favourite.. chocolate.

Happy birthday to the many other people I know with birthdays this week... I hope you have as good a time as we did. xx

2009..another year of blogging...

Well it was better than 2008 but lets face it.. anything would have been better than 2008 really wouldn't it?

So quick run down and a few pics maybe of the year..Oooh fun!!

January.

January, if I remember correctly... was cold. Meh nothin 'New' about that.. it's always cold.. and boring... I can't even remember what happened in January.. Oh wait!! Yep, they announced that my beloved David Tennant would be killed off (ok ok regenerated...a mere technicality) into this lil dude..


who is not nearly as gorgeous as mah Dave and I'm just not happy about it in the slightest..

So.. that was January and it SUCKED.

February.

In February we all got the lurgy, tangled with this bunch of cowboys over a sofa, but still founds reasons to be cheerful with this lil one... *le sigh*

March.

Let's not eh?

April.

April brought the most beautiful boy... who provides such joy and incredibly lovely pictures that I wish I could share with you but can't for I have not discussed with his lovely Ma and Pa. Needless to say he is as cute as a button and has cheeks you want to squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze!!!!!!!! love him love him love him love him .. i do i do i do i do i dooo ooooo!! LOL

Yes Albie Callan Peter Smith arrived on 11th April and brought with him some much needed joy and at a perfect time too.. just as we were gearing up for that first anniversary of grief and I think he eased the pain slightly for all of us. I know Dad would have been proud and would have adored him as much as he adored all his other grandchildren.. he would of course never have allowed Simon and Sarah to forget however that he was born across the border and down there with the 'southern softies' no less.. still it could have been worse.. he could have been born on the wrong side of the pennines.. (shhhh.. mustn't say the "L" word!!).. so yes. April was a very good month... long may that continue.

May.

May brings birthdays and busy times and blackness these days... I wont pretend it's fun. May used to bring Bankruptcy (almost.. lol) as virtually the whole family has a birthday or at least one member or more of each little family gets a year older in those 4 weeks.. (I think there's something like 13 birthdays.. its ridiculous!!) but now all any of us seem to think about is he who is not here.

May brought the anniversary and a trip up to the 'Top of the world' as we affectionately call it, it's more commonly known as Holme Moss in Huddersfield and its where we scattered Dad.

May is a tough one thats for sure... doesn't look like it'll get much easier in future either...

In other May news I went back to school and had a tangle with a white van driver... yeah May sucked too.. bring on June!!!!!!

June.

I got older.. again!!

June SUCKED!!! NEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



(* edit.. on a positive note to June I completed 12 months smoke free..yeah I can't believe it either!!)

July.

Aahhhhh lovely July...

Scarborough.. 'nuff said.

August.

August was BUSY!!!

There was a visit from the tooth fairy for this mucky lil pup..
Look at the colour of him!!

Then someone (namely me..) had the bright idea that it might be fun to try trace the family tree.. with a maiden name of Smith it's not easy but we're getting there.. albeit slowly.. very slowly!! LOL

The boy finally got off his butt and learned to ride the bike.. which took approx 3 seconds to do and he hasnt touched it since either btw..lol

More cute babies (so glad they're not mine..lol) in the shape of Harry born to my old sis-in-law Vicki and her husband Scott.

Kids hid the phone for 4 days so no one could call us, then they broke the living room door.. trapping us upstairs and running round the side of the house in our pj's to get back in... fun.

Rich had the last birthday in his 30's... cant wait until August!!

September.

September was all about "Big School", yes my babies started school and how cute do they all look in their uniforms?



Another baby came, another boy too!!! My bezzie mate Donna's daughter Cate brought little Riley into the world on my Dad's birthday no less.. obviously a star in the making and a cutie he is too.. bless him.

There was another birthday this month.. my girls turned 5. Seems like yesterday since i was buried under a pile of nappies and baby stuff but in a blink they're little supermodels in waiting..lol



October.

It's still birthday season in October at our house and this time it's Jake's turn.. this year he was 8 which is perfectly old enough now.. can we go back a few years and stop being such a tweenager now please?



November.

The end of October brought much happiness and joy but in a split second it turned to November and another month tinged with sadness as we tried to deal with another tragedy and comfort our loved ones that suffered so much pain as Jess and Luke lost their much wanted baby daughter Bella less than a day after her birth. I know only too well how unfair life is and how harsh it can be. They have been truly dignified and united in their grief and are still holding each other close, we're incredibly proud of them and their strength is humbling to us all. I truly hope 2010 is kinder to them... no doubt we will never forget but nor would we want to. God bless precious girl xx.


December.

Well... if you want a quick over view December brought presents... a 'fluffed' driving test (bring on January!!), an arc-angel Gabriel in the shape of Heather and lots of excited children.. it also brought turkey and ham and chocolate and a dose of the flu (swine maybe? not sure) for Grandad and Daddy.. you'll be pleased to know I'm fine..lol yeah I prolly just jinxed myself huh?

and this takes us up to now.. so thats it...2009 all done and reet quick too!!! In case I missed anything you can always read back by hitting the month tags down the right side of the main page, feel free.

I'm leaving you with this...



Happy New Year. May 2010 bring only happiness and joy please... we've had enough sadness and tears now ok?

Seriously though.. I dunno what's coming our way but it better be good..lol xx

White Christmas...

Santa came to our house and no one elses this year... well he broke his back carrying all this guff for my lot you see...

sorry 'bout that boys n girls..


I panic bought okay? I do it ever year.. I start out with great intentions.. and I shop early, in fact I start usually in the January sales and in preparation of their (and others) birthdays... only by the time it gets to their birthdays in September and October I've bought way too much and so I pick out some bits and put the rest away until Xmas.. then I forget about the stuff I've put away for Xmas and buy Xmas presents.. then I remember I have a load stashed and get those out too.. then I chastise myself for buying too much and hide the stuff all over the house (and at my Mum's) and forget about it for a little longer and THEN I last minute panic buy cos I haven't bought any presents lately and it'll soon be Xmas and OMG!!! we end up with what you see here.

LOL.. yes I'm shit, I know this... but at least I do not try to hide this fact and in my defence I usually spend about the same amount every year and though it looks like theres a huge amount there, there isnt, it's just stacked to look that way..hehe i'm not fooling anyone am I?

so.. we had smiles...



we had silliness



we had Xmas dresses..


we had a Jedi death match!!!



we had a bunch of greedy little buggers all addicted to xmas pud. how rude...



We had a great time...and now we have a wendy house too... I'll bloody kill my mother for this one..



Merry Xmas. xx

Need for worry maybe?

Anyone who was or has become a parent (and probably most everyone else too actually) in the last 14 years will know who these guys are.

Toy Story has to be one of the best films ever made, We have both films, various TS toys have been purchased over the years and we absolutely cant wait for number 3..

I LOVE it and so do my kids.

Too much maybe....lol

If you've seen the film you'll remember this little guy...

Sid.

Sid's a bit mean.. he takes apart toys and makes 'new' ones like this..

.

All very disturbing I hear you asking but why is this cartoon child causing me worry lately??

hmm..well, have a look at this....



So... Jake and Sid, separated at birth much??

Angelina has an old, but very much loved Simon Cowell bobble head doll. She was distraught when she pulled him out of the toy box and his bobble head caught on something else and came off..

and

So distraught she went to bed crying.. whilst Jake took the opportunity to 'create'.. maybe I should change his name by deed poll to "Dr FrankenJake"!! Anyway.. by the time I came downstairs he had worked his magic and was laughing like Dr Doom in a "MWAHAHAHAHA!!!" kind of way... it was very disturbing.



Look at his face!! he even looks a bit mad..lol



Needless to say Angelina is not impressed with her "Simon-horse"... teeny bit traumatised but not impressed. LOL

Angelina-isms for the weekend!!!

Angelina was playing nurse this afternoon.. the cat didn't really want to play so it was up to Daddy to be wrapped up in makeshift bandages and ordered about for a bit.. but first we had to discover exactly what the problem was and why Daddy was so sick...

Nurse Angelina :- "Now Daddy....did you get run over by a car....? or bollocks....? or did you fall out of a tree? Here have a sick bowl."

before you ask...yes she did...Rich nearly peed himself and I choked on my coffee.


Next it was time to phone the "Ambliance peeples..hmmm..yes."


Nurse Angelina:- "yeah he's broken his legs now... yes they're very broken.."

Me:- "and his feet are a bit smelly..don't forget that.."

Nurse Angelina:- "...and his feet are a bit.... nooooooooooooooo i cant say that mummy.. cos the ambliance men wont come if his feet are smelly!!"


aaahhhhhhhh I do love her so very much.

Vogue...

Strike a pose...

hahaha I LOVE it!!!