She got her hair done yesterday and she’s been preening ever since. Her first visit to a hairdresser without us in tow, she had to go herself as I couldn’t get out of work and niether could Mammy2. She was chuffed with herself, her hair being her pride and joy, I sometimes think she’s more
Its offical, directly from the kid’s mouth. No-one, whilst throwing dramatic shapes on the couch, talks like that, why the (insert bad word here ) didn’t Shakespeare just say what he meant. The Merchant of Venice is what she’s supposed to be working on, folks, and its proving painstaking. Thankfully, its Mammy2’s job as I
I should have know it wouldn’t last long. She got kicked out of history for her piercing, she’s convinced the school is trying to repress her individuality. I didn’t have the energy to point out the uniform she was attired in. The piercing is due to heal in about 4-5 weeks, well timed for her
Last night I was supposed to go training but due to the fact that someone decided that 5 o’clock would be a good time to start throwing buckets of water from the sky, I opted for a warm shower and comfy clothes instead of heading out to work my body.
I had all intentions of
The lip has been pierced, you know sometimes I think she looks at the rules of the school and then decides what to do with her body next.
I’m tempted to buy a magnet and stick it to her when she’s asleep, but I think that might be a wee bit cruel. She had her
