On Wrestling, eyebrow crocodiles and Pokemon.
There’s a new workout in town. It’s called the Boy Three Wrangle. Getting a wriggly, busy and hugely nosey seven month old out of nappies (especially when stinking) or in to clothes has become a task that uses every single muscle group and a great deal of aerobic energy.
We have microscopic crocodiles living in our eyebrows and armpits. Apparently it said so in Horrible Science so it must be true. They lay eggs and eat skin. But it’s impossible to tell them apart so it’s probably a good idea to give them all the same name.
The Pokemon star still shines bright.
“Hi Friend did you have a good Christmas?” said Boy Two.
“What are you doing?”
“We’re going to watch a movie, do you like Pokemon?”
Friend and Boy Two skip off toward the TV.