This really is a quite "psychoesque" thread. Quite scary really. "Mother? Mother?" "Norman.......do you have a tip for the 2.45 at Haydock?" "Yes Mother, please don't shout if it loses Mother".
Brilliant!!! Does this mean that, instead of the Bates Motel, all the sinister events are unfolding at a (Cerny) Berny Inn?
When the Mrs is at work on early shift and its me who has to get 3 yr old twins ready for Nursery and 6 yr old daughter ready for school....it's a case of eat what you can, when you can (cornflakes were kids leftovers). Parenthood is really rubbish......
Our first disagreement Staines...Parenthood is the best thing in the world and the best thing that ever happened to me. I will introduce you to my youngest at Wigan....and you will see me burst with pride
I can emphasise totally Staines - I do the same three days a week when the wife is out at work from 5.30am. Two sons - aged 2 and 4 - and an eight year old daughter. I have to say it gets easier as they get older. My daughter helps the boys though, it's lovely. I smile at work when I arrive at 9.00am and listen to staff telling me their stories. By that time I've been up since 5.30am. As I remind them, I've been emptying potties, dressing, cooking breakfast and dropping off at nursery, school and pre-school for the last 3 and a half hours. I then have to shift my mind from dad to director, so that I don't talk down to my staff! I certainly cherish 'a Saturday off' and going to the football when I can fit this in. Hence my excitement ahead of this weekend's trip to the Villa! All the best to you and your family Staines - you come across as a good family man - working hard to bring your kids up.
