With both girls asleep in bed, I slumped on the sofa this evening with two bars of chocolate, having had an EXHAUSTING day (so much so that I went into meltdown at about 4pm and threw both my little darlings at Tom and went and sat in the car, took some deep breaths and ate marshmallows for 10 minutes). Anyway Eastenders came on and there I was happily watching it, when Phil Mitchell appeared on my screen - but staring back at me was my beautiful, precious and innocent baby Dolly - the resemblance was uncanny, in my sleep deprived head.
I am off to bed.
8 comments:
I imagine though that she didn't threaten to kill you if you came near ''er famly again?'
Yes, you definitely need the sleep darling - and possibly one of those snickers bars you stash under your pillow.
LOL at Potty's comment!
My husband thinks all babies look like Winston Churchill. I'll have to tell him he's wrong!
I hope you get a good night's sleep, or at least some sleep :-)
i concur, time for bed when your child starts to resemble a pig ugly soap 'star'. There's maybe even an argument for sleeping tablets...
Dors bien
Pigx
Blimey, Elsie. You'll scar her for life if she ever reads this.
I think it must be the marshmallows talking.
Sitting in the car eating marshmallows? I'm gonna try that one! To celebrate your return to regular blogginess I have left you an award at Forty Not Out (formerly 39 & Counting) if you'd like to join in? x
I still see the resemblance today... i think it's because PM is balding, maybe? Iota, you are right, Dolly must never see that i said such a thing.
I do hope Dolly doesn't have designer stubble?
Mmmm, marshmallows...
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