Monday, December 13, 2010

Are Fruits Treated With Sulfur Bad For You

Friday

Aaahhhhh on Friday is the weekend, it's the eve of the nickname that we no longer sleep because it was a scoundrel, but we dream of having, c ' is the night we can take a small terracotta YES because the next day for sure we will make the fat mat .... (How I dream it, I hope and I am flabbergasted?)
Friday is also the day when ... My little dictator did not care. So is the day "Mum-Crapule", and I am wracking my brains for: •
find a way to dress before noon (not that it changes every day in fact!)
• do activities that have fun and that change the game animals and cars ...
• prepare a good meal, and why not leave the workshop apron kitchen making cakes favorite of my little blond angel ... •
deal with all the vagaries of a day, and it can be tiring trèèèèèèssssss.
In general, at the end of the day, I just hope Monchéri will return soon enough to manage the daily whims of the bath ...

But now, it's all when you're not a Friday the 13th and the morning was not bad luck stuck to us like a Robidou on the jar of Nutella.
Oh? Good? it was not a Friday the 13th? Z'êtes safe?
Ok .. So I just
mega bummer! It lifts my spirits no! Thank you! So

Summary of the day:
• Twice in the morning "Mum I have a stomach ache"
• Lunch: "I have not hungry" ... and this is my sixth sense developed ultra mom who provides serious? But I have not insisted, much less when the little bundle of joy that I use a hot water bottle on two mornings from 6 am asked to lie ... My mistake: the sleep in our bed!
Dodo to 12pm for my Crapouillot, and at 12:10 I heard a noise ... which sounded like the beginnings a very dirty afternoon!

Not to go into details of what our bed concealed treasures as shameful, I will only say that we had the right to: • Some basins

• Two fast machines
• A little bit crying, crying, crying
• An afternoon nap under the duvet, groaning, and fill bowls! All

only lasted the day on Friday.
The next day, if he does not fart fire (see there is no reference other than a figurative expression!), We stopped stressing, we did not get our fat mat, and was managed as if anything the usual daily crises.

short, everything is back to normal ...
But why is it always sick on Friday and on weekends?
I'd rather not see a stress unsconscious to fuck his mother all day!

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