You know… I don’t think my life is as funny as it used to be.
I was reading back through some old posts this afternoon, looking for this one about Zoe eating Chilli and me being a bad Mother when I realised…. I used to blog about all kinds of hilarious kid and Mum stuff… and I don’t do that so much any more.
Did my life just get a lot less funny?
Or maybe I’ve just been missing the funny bits?
Are kids less funny as they grow up?
Are boys less funny than girls?
Maybe it’s just a twin thing?
Life can’t possibly be this serious… I am off to find something funny to blog about, even if it kills me… and you know it will!