Journaling reads;
I have been a good mum all year, I have fed, cleaned and cuddled my two children on demand, been to the doctors surgery more times than the dr has, read bedtime stories every night even though I send myself to sleep..
I was wondering, if you could spread my Christmas request over a few Christmases? I have had to quickly type this out whilst waiting for the laundry to finish, and its quicker typing than writing, who knows when I will find the time again
Id like a new pair of legs, ones that dont ache after a day of chasing kids, any colour, except purple, I already have those. Also a pair of arms that dont flap in the breeze but strong enough to carry a screaming 3yr old boy out of the toy aisle in the supermarket.
A waist would be nice too, since I lost mine
somewhere in my 7th month of pregnancy.
If you are carrying big ticket items. I would love a radio that only plays adult music, new windows that are finger print resistant, a television that doesnt broadcast talking animals and a fridge with a
secret hiding compartment where I can talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I would love a talking daughter doll that says Yes Mummy to boost my confidence, a pair of jeans that zip up without the power of tools. I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting Take your hands of your brother As my voice seems to be out of the childrens hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
If its too late, I will settle for time, to brush my hair and teeth.
But, you can cancel all requests if you keep my children young enough to believe in SANTA
Everything from the new Collab,
Parisian Holiday available @ Oscraps
Font; DJB Joan
