Your letters from the desk of Loz are some of my favourite posts ever. I love to read them, laugh at them, and mostly hear about/watch Ninja do cute stuff.
The fact that you are not a ridiculously famous professional blogger astounds me, because Ninja Tales IS that good.
P.S. Thanks for letting me rip off your idea.
You were awesome. Best birthday party EBBER! Roo thought all her birthdays had come at once after asking every day for the past 6 weeks if she could please have a burr-day part-ee todaye Mumma?
Thanks for throwing on the warm weather – and even though you tried to ruin her water-play party with overcast skies, the joke is on you because all that did was mean that no one got sunburnt!
Suck on them eggs,
Dear The Two,
Please, please, please could you find it in your hearts and memories to remember how to sleep. I’m not into staying up until ridiculous-o-clock (2am for those playing at home) because you aren’t feeling sleepy.
Next time you pull this crap I will be pulling your baby jails into my room and sleeping while you play – locked up. With the music and sounds turned off.
There is not enough coffee in the world to make me feel alive the day after your shenanigans.
You are cute, but you are not that cute,
P.S. If you were as cute as Ninja I would totally let this slide, but you are not as cute as Ninja. Probably because she didn’t keep me up until ridiculous-o-clock.
you are three on Wednesday.
Stop telling people that you are four whilst raising two fingers. Mostly, they know you are lying. Some are confused. Others look at me with their eyebrows raised, wondering if I dropped you on your head as a baby.
You ARE tall for your age, but there are plenty of years ahead of you for you to fudge people about how old you are. Let’s not start so early,
P.S. I didn’t drop you on your head, but I did once bash your head on the door frame when you were tiny. You had been in my arms so long that day, I had actually forgotten I was carrying you and so did not compensate for the extra width of your head.
Forgetting, yes, FORGETTING, to make Roo’s birthday cake? FORGETTING? Sometimes, I think you were dropped on your head when you were a baby.
You are lucky I am a genius, with access to Kidspot.
P.S. Good save, I will show these people your creation tomorrow. They will be in awe of my genius and your mad skillz.
Your talent knows no bounds.
If I were as good at anything as you are at taking beautiful photos, I could probably rule the world.
The fact that you manage to look stunning while you make my kids look stunning makes me hate you, just a teensy bit.
But in a really good way.
I can’t wait to see the rest of these – no pressure of course…
I fell off the wagon. It’s unfortunate, but it’s been fun. I hopped back on today, and have started tracking all my intake and output again on Blackmores Personal Health System.
I will be as good as good c
an be for the next two weeks, but when Christmas comes all bets are off, do you hear me?
Right, good. We are 12kg down, with 28 more to go. We’ve already come so far, we won’t be giving up now.
I want to swim in the water, not live under the sea.