The last couple of weeks we've finally broken out of the fish and chips thing. We're all feeling like we've over stodged out....and now Phoebe and Daile are both concerned about it, instead of just Daile. I'm pretty fed up with the taste of it I must say. Matilda just hates change....but will be pushed if you're prepared to push hard enough.
One thing that's funny is that the Friday night is the one time of the week where we can pretty much guarantee that we'll have some kind of argument. I don't know why this is...often it's because I feel grumpy and tired....and I think that something about the coming weekend and the concept of relaxing, tensioned with the fact that I hardly DO relax at the weekend, brings out a shortness or something ....I dunno.
Anyway, this week I was OK, but Phoebe and Matilda had a spat. It all blows over soon enough though and then we had our game. This week it was Jenga. Here's some pics:
The argument....
The game....
The customary 'bull in a china shop' approach of Tilda the Hun....pulls too hard....
.....it's falling....!
...but somehow it doesn't!!!! Cool as you like!
....stitch that!
Next up Feeb....
...Oh dear....poor Girl.
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