Juice's Journal

So, I put all Mike's crap in his side of the bed and he laughed. BUT he put it all away. I even caught him guiltily skuling around the tool cupboard with my spanner set lol! I'd blamed the boys!

Talking of the boys...... I'm trying to be a really good mum this year, so I've had a selection of extra boys in the house, let them stay up late and fed them cake. Yesterday was fantastic. Jonny and his little friend Kieran are growing some aliens in water, so we took 5 aliens, Ben, his friend Adam, a cricket set and a picnic to the beautiful Albert Park. The cricket went well, with Ben clowning around like he used to, making some amazingly athletic catches and shocking the couple who were having a romantic picnic when his shorts fell down mid-run, exposing an enormous pair of white jockeys for their edification. Not satisfied with this they crept through the bushes behind the happy couple with their water-bottles, pretending to pee. I just heard Ben say "Oh, Jonny! You got it on my shoe!" before I realised what was going on and ordered them back to the picnic rug. A little terrier and a huge black labrador sauntered casually past our rug until, at the last moment, the terrier made a dash for our sandwhich box, nicking a cheeses sarnie and running off with it. The boys were wetting themselves as the mortified owner took her eye off the labrador to tell the other dog off. HE then charged at the rug and wolfed down 2 more cheese sarnies!! We were laughing so much our sides hurt as this sweet pair stood there licking their lips with big doggy smiles.

Ben poured a bottle of water over himself, tied his t-shirt in a knot, pulled up his bright red socks to knee height and minced home, a good 10 metres in front of his embarrassed friend. He got quite a few "interested" looks, to which he retorted "You can't afford it!" in his best America's most smartest model voice.

When we got home the kitchen door shattered as Ben walked towards it. He swears he never touched it! Another glazed door in the shed ....... I kind of like open-plan though. Less doors for Jonny to slam during a tantrum. I fashioned a hamock out of an old table-cloth for the little ones at the bottom of the garden, bribed them all with ice cream, and relaxed. Job well done today I think. Plus, those aliens are DEF growing.