- A return to blogging. Cough.
- My mother's 68th birthday. "Yip hip, horray!" as Tiny would say.
As I was sorting through recent photos to see how to start the week off, I realised that I could go no further than these as our Day One warm up.
This is a little family jumping session - Tiny on his self-made trampoline (self-made by hurling the cushions off the couch and onto the floor), and Mummy and Daddy jumping with gay abandon on the faux wooden floor beside him. What sets us apart from other families with young children? Well may you may ask. It is the fact that we are all holding our "boobies" down so they don't bounce too much with the jumping.
Not a word of a lie. (Note that Tiny's not precisely sure where his boobies are.)
Happy Birthday, Mum. May today be filled with some high bounce booby jumping in honour of such a special occasion.
Psst: Mum, see below. Something wicked your way comes. Here's a little teaser...