(As usual, am spamming because I don't feel like tidying up. You know, I tidy up, and then the girls play and it's all gone.)
Nny, I blame you. I just took one good look at the room, and it screamed back at me. This is a room I cannot describe until I've seriously tidied up. It looks like a hurricane with cheerios blew through it, leaving nothing but the walls intact.
Alright, this is me, going to tidy up, in the hope that I will be able to describe this room and do it justice in the 10 minutes that it will stay tidy.
Nny, I blame you. I just took one good look at the room, and it screamed back at me. This is a room I cannot describe until I've seriously tidied up. It looks like a hurricane with cheerios blew through it, leaving nothing but the walls intact.
Alright, this is me, going to tidy up, in the hope that I will be able to describe this room and do it justice in the 10 minutes that it will stay tidy.
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Date: 2004-09-12 09:09 pm (UTC)Chocolate attack?
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Date: 2004-09-13 02:55 pm (UTC)No, but the room didn't last 10 minutes. In fact, it didn't quite last two...
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Date: 2004-09-13 03:28 am (UTC)(Having baby sat more of my share and being the oldest of 9 grandchildren i have observed the Cheerios Phenomenon TM for years now.
:D
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Date: 2004-09-13 02:56 pm (UTC)Cheerios are EBIL! Worse than rabbits, the little buggers. I find them everywhere.
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Date: 2004-09-14 05:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-14 05:58 pm (UTC)Oh, thank you! I'm glad you find my journal entertaining, and very pleased to hear that you find my daughters lovely (I think they are, of course, but then I'm biased, which is as it should be ;) ). :D Welcome.