Ok, so they don't go to sleep for 2 or so years and they occasionally eat their own poo, but all in all it is a breeze...am I right people!!!
I got through all that hooplah, though I came out of it with a shot liver and a short attention span, but what happens when the children who gave me episiotomy scars and grey hair turn doggone bone LAZY?
Now I don't mean just not picking up the shoes from the front door or walking in from school and throwing down the schoolbag down and leaving it there to fester until the next morning when a chorus of "Where is my schoolbag" rings out...
"Where do you think it is...wrapped and bowed under the Xmas tree"? DUH!
No, I am talking idle lazy. Never mind missing in action, my two precious growths are "delayed in action!".
I am talking three toed sloth lazy.....now, that is not fair to sloths..because they are not lazy they are just slow, well, honey if the shoe (thrown on the floor) fits!
To increase my blog audience to include my catholic and other minority friends :)...I have come across a quote from the bible...get this kids, Google does EVERYTHING!!!
"The desire of the lazy kill him; for his hands refuse to labor. [Proverbs 21:25].
Whoa - steady on there God or Mr Proverb (whoever he was) you mean people can DIE from being lazy?
Maybe I should go and hold a mirror over their mouths and see if there is life signs....
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