Words pour out spinning in my mind
Gravity for these thoughts often impossible to find.
Subject to subject whirl in my head
Concentration is gone dead. 220 more words
I woke to Ryan calling me to tell me “I have poos in my pants”. When I got out of bed and was all ready to clean him up (my hair tied up, wet wipes out, nappy bag, new pull-up) he started laughing and said “I tricked you Mum, no poos!” He thought he was soooo funny! 721 more words