Alright, I made a deal with myself that I will just come here and post instead of tweeting any of my experiences with the boys. I have to be better you know before I actually become a failed writer and do whatever-the-opposite-of-shame the devil is. 😌
So, I was going through my Twitter timeline, basically minding my own business with the kids looking over my shoulder, trying to mind my business with me. Oh, wait, update! They are pretty grown up now.
Back to my post…
So I’m scrolling through my TL (I think I said that already) when I scroll past a photo and someone physically stops me from proceeding. One of them holds my hands and says “Wait, I want to see that again”. And me trying to be a cool mum and all, I wait. (Truth is, I was more concerned with what I could have missed) I scroll back and what do I see?
So I got asked…who is she? And I say oh, that’s @ChefYougee. Remember, she made the cake for #GrillandRead1?
Oh yes, goes No 3 She is sooo pretty.
Then No 1 has a brainwave.
I know what we’ll do. Michael, you are the techie, why not build some time freeze machine, we’ll kidnap her, put her in there and then she will be frozen until you are old enough to marry her. She’s a chef, you love cooking, perfect match.
I must say it’s a lot harder bringing up teenagers and I haven’t even started. I’m glad they are pretty clear headed but sometimes they scare me. I am learning to always wear a poker face whenever I hear, “mom, I want to talk to you”. I will talk about our journey more regularly and I hope you come back soon.
P.s. Sorry I used your picture without permission @chefyougee.
P.p.s. You look so pretty @chefyougee