#1 daughter has decided to decorate her room with blue crayon.
It's all over the window, her bed frame, the wall and the side of the wardrobe.
She was dispatched to the naughty step, where she then decided to wander into the bathroom (near the naughty step) and flushed an entire pack of (flushable - thankfully) wipes down the loo.
God, give me patience cos if you give me strength I'll throttle her.
(Only an expression - nobody needs to call social services.)
Cats do a better job at upturning house contents than burglars did. Curtains on floor, ornaments smashed, orchid plants spewed everywhere, bath & shower tray is cat toilet :(
Have just put the baby down for a nap (they are sharing a room at the moment), popped my head out of the front door to check the mailbox stuck to the front of the house.
Looked up at the kids' room on my way back in to spot that #1 has also coloured in the outward facing side of the white blackout blind in their room. She must have sat on the window sill to complete her mission.
Pointless getting upset about these things. I'm sure I did worse at her age.
Tambo - at least nobody gives you a hard time for kicking the cat out of the house and not letting it back in for hours. ;-)
My mum had a mad big fluffy cat that had ideas of grandeur. She was a nightmare if she decided to grace your bed with her presence at night. She would crawl under the duvet and if you moved an inch she would swipe at you. You spent the entire night terrified to breath!
I know the argument would be to kick her out of the room and shut the door, but she would create merry hell if you dared.
The only thing that would keep her out was the little ginger cat that we had at the same time. She was so affectionate towards the other cats and the big fluffy thing couldn't bear being purred at lovingly.
I went into the spare room a minute or so ago, I have a yet to be dumped old mattress leaning against the bedroom wall.
Someone (my avatar) has been using it as a climbing wall and has been making a good job of generally destroying the mattress. My problem is that he sometimes gets his claws caught in it. f I don't go and rescue him quickly enough he bites me.
Cats are as much trouble as a toddler. Of course - his sister is not like that at all. She is a lady!
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