this evening on the way home after nursery, ronnie put in the request to go to pizza express. now i had a bit of a mental day at work, a good mental day actually, designing the spring/summer 2013 children’s collection, but enough of that. anyway i missed lunch and worked straight through so i was starving, so it didn’t take much convincing me, even from a three-year old that pizza could be a good idea.

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introducing Mr McQ

him indoors, me old man, hubba bubba, the guvna, OH, DH

oliver

in between christmas and new year, ronnie and i were sitting on the sofa watching a spot of wallace and gromit, when quite casually in the conversation he dropped:

r : mummy i need a brother

hpmcq : *choke on tea* i don’t think that’s possible monkey

pause

r : mummy i need a sister

hpmcq : *struggles to keep tea down for a second time* no ronnie i don’t think that’s possible either

r : oh, ok

so what do we think about this then? does he really want a sibling? blooming hope not, there’s going to be a lot of disappointment.

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have pondered about this all week, pondered too long really and in hindsight should have just sat and written my first thoughts. so i scrapped what i had written and am just going for it.

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