Phew!
What a day! It started off really quiet, enabling me to merrily tidy my desk area. Then the flood started, a constant stream of requests for help, printing, tasks to be done. I just about managed to slip out and grab some lunch (a bacon, cheese and jalopino baguette - mmmm) only to come back to notes on my desk and emails with more to do!
Still, in the end it has been a productive day, I learned a new trick on the PC and everyone else has gone home happy.
Now I must go and find me wonderful, newly restored bike and head for home. It seems that my 10 year old daughter has been asking for sex education lessons...
About Me
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- Hi I am married and have 4 kids - 2 boys(16 and 21), a girl (18) and another daughter who died in 2005 at the age of 17. My hobbies are wargaming and playing guitar (6 string electric and 4, 5, 8 string and fretless bass). I love spoof movies, which the kids call "Dad's stupid films" (but that doesn't stop they buying me new ones!).
4 comments:
Oh I am dreading the day that comes for us!!
Logan already says too much. My husband had a vasectemy when Ella was 6 weeks old and Logan knew that his "pee pee" hurt and he could not wrestle (Chuck will hate me for even putting this on here). Well fast forward Logan's class took a feild trip to a local hospital and he announced that this is where his Daddy got his 'pee pee' fixed. ((it really wasn't, he just got confused from when Chuck actually was in the hospital for some wisdom teeth extractions gone bad)) I can only imagine the sex ed!!UGH!!
Ooooohhh, talking about sex with the kids. Could there be anything you're less prepared to do as a parent???
Hope your bike was restored as it should.
Sounds like you had a busy day. I'm glad you got it all done. You should send them back notes saying...hmmm..uh..oh.. u send me a note?...ok..I finfished it. j/k
Woah Sex..well I'm glad she's asking you & not going somewhere else to find out about it. I don't know that I am prepared but in the back of my head I keep a note that it will come sooner than I think (YIKES!)..but I know I will want to be the one to talk to my kids about it.
The worst bit is when you get the inevitable question: "Do you and mummy still do it?"
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