Prison Break
Sometimes I feel as if I’m in an episode of prison break - well almost. My two boys - Thomas Freak, 3 and Bob Fan, 1 are quickly mastering all the necessary skills to escape from the prison I like to call home.
No 1 son has worked out how to unlock the front door and quickly push his younger brother out first as a bit of a scout for prison guards or in this case mum. This would be fine if we had a front fence and they didn’t go any further. But no, the other day they were both walking down the drive-way with back-packs in hand ready to escape yelling "We’re going on adventure, Mum"
Well as you can imagine I was not impressed and this prison guard is keeping the key very securely hidden! What are they going to be like by the time they’re five.
I guess you have give them top marks for trying! Now where’s my wine again or make that a bottle…
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ha ha
Ill never forget when I was a kid and my brother and sister (twins) decided they were going to run away. They packed up all their toys in their bernie and bonnie bags and went and sat on the gutter. I remember saying to my mum “they’re running away!” and she just calmly replied “they’ll be back”. Funnily enough, they didnt make it past the gutter. 