Who is it hanging upside down doing yoghurt ? Or is she bats (or at least a bat?) Much love, your FELLOW BLOGGER!!!! Never thought I could do it, did you? Nor didn't I.
I suppose she could be used as a bat, she is the right sort of shape. I'll pitch some balls at her tomorrow and see what happens. We could do with some more bats, the local cricketers have been making do with a roughly hewn plank, a taped tennis ball, a snowflaked wicket and a beer crate stump.
You make your cricket team sound like castaways (which I suppose they are in a way) but what I really meant was is the batty person your older or younger daughter?, Being upside down at the time (her not us) we couldn't decide which one it was. Distant regards (I'm afraid), Mike and Ann.
For once it really is difficult tell them appart, so I'll save you the trouble of standing on your heads and looking, or turning the screen upside down, it's the older one. The younger one is imprisoned in a pyramid.
Isn't Strawbwerry a bit young and fresh to be incarcerated in a Pyramid. Doesn't she have to be a Mummy first? - Or at least a bit mouldy round the edges?
Crowbard, the crates have already been emptied I'm afraid. I did give them a hand, but there are plenty more where they came from as half the team own/work in the local Indian restaurant... in "our" basement.
They let me play on Saturday, and I've got a lovely round bruise on my right thigh to prove it.
And it wouldn't surprise me at all if Strawbs has gone a bit mouldy. Getting her to take a shower is not my favourite part of motherhood.
Pat, I think I am up and running again. Just loaded up 2 photos, I hope. Not very athletic really, just have problems sitting still.
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Who is it hanging upside down doing yoghurt ? Or is she bats (or at least a bat?) Much love, your FELLOW BLOGGER!!!! Never thought I could do it, did you? Nor didn't I.
I suppose she could be used as a bat, she is the right sort of shape. I'll pitch some balls at her tomorrow and see what happens. We could do with some more bats, the local cricketers have been making do with a roughly hewn plank, a taped tennis ball, a snowflaked wicket and a beer crate stump.
You make your cricket team sound like castaways (which I suppose they are in a way) but what I really meant was is the batty person your older or younger daughter?, Being upside down at the time (her not us) we couldn't decide which one it was. Distant regards (I'm afraid), Mike and Ann.
For once it really is difficult tell them appart, so I'll save you the trouble of standing on your heads and looking, or turning the screen upside down, it's the older one. The younger one is imprisoned in a pyramid.
I would like to volunteer to assist the local cricket team in preparing this seasons stumps. I'm quite good at emptying beer crates.
Isn't Strawbwerry a bit young and fresh to be incarcerated in a Pyramid. Doesn't she have to be a Mummy first? - Or at least a bit mouldy round the edges?
Very athletic - your girls. Do they take after their Mum? Are you still having trouble with Blogger? Seems pretty universal!
Crowbard, the crates have already been emptied I'm afraid. I did give them a hand, but there are plenty more where they came from as half the team own/work in the local Indian restaurant... in "our" basement.
They let me play on Saturday, and I've got a lovely round bruise on my right thigh to prove it.
And it wouldn't surprise me at all if Strawbs has gone a bit mouldy. Getting her to take a shower is not my favourite part of motherhood.
Pat, I think I am up and running again. Just loaded up 2 photos, I hope. Not very athletic really, just have problems sitting still.
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