Stick this on the cover of your children’s magazine:
He thought it was an iPad – just for him! He was so excited.
When he saw it was made of plastic, hollow, & nothing happened when you pushed the buttons…
We’re now going to have to buy him a LeapPad2 for his birthday in March. And another for Ellie, of course, in order to avoid World War 3. (It’s a twin thing)
Thanks a bunch CBeebies! Yes, Mr Tumble: I’m looking at you! Can I send you the bill?
He got over it.
And we would probably have bought them anyway.
So I’ll let you off, this time.
Just watch it, right? You & that spotty bag aren’t scaring anyone…
UPDATED: Ellie got hold of this after I’d left it out for this post. She seemed intent on expressing Righteous Wrath on behalf of her wronged brother. All she wanted to do with it was to rip out & rip up as much of the notepaper inside as she could! And she did.
Dear Man at the Ironmongers Next to the Nursery Who Thinks it’s Funny to Detain & Distress Young Children & Their Parents
Please stop making the world crappier than it should & could be
“May all your nails be rusty”
Still annoyed me
When I ask, or even tell, you not to throw more food on the floor that you means you stop. It doesn’t mean you do it again deliberately. Especially with that look on your faces.
The same applies to pouring water out of the bath onto the floor, pouring drinks onto the floor / into the toy train / onto Peppa Pig, or running away when I’m trying to dress you.
You’re 2. I get it, OK?
Dear Oh Thou Great Billjobs, God of Technology & All Things Gadgety
You know I’m a gadget-freak & I that I love Tech. And it clearly amuses You to ensure that most of the Tech I own only half works. While it is gratifying to know that You have a sense of humour, it would be greatly more gratifying to have things in my life that I so depend on to actually do what they are supposed to.
I remain Your humble yet frustrated servant
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