Fly on the Wall

If you were a fly on the wall in my house the last 24 hours you would have heard such things as

~ Is that wee? or is that juice? No don't lick it to find out!

~ Please stop licking the window

~ Mate, it's 3am, go to bed already

~ You just had a bath and you've put on the same dirty t shirt you just took off? Are you freaking kidding me?

~ Yes I would totally think that is a satchel like Indiana Jones and not a handbag

~ Seriously, I can only handle so much conversation involving Transformers before my brain starts oozing out of my ears, no offence.

~ Gah who farted (This said more times than I'd like to admit. What is is about boys and farting?!)

~ No the baby is not saying she likes that she is saying get your finger out of my freaking eye!

~ I had no idea trolls can regenerate

~ Sigh, I'd love to be a troll

~ I remember the good old days when there just me and you (said by 2nd son to oldest son. He was 2 when his younger sister was born, but yeah, good times)

~ That guy is 12 and he is an alcoholic.

~ Not alcoholic, alchemist.

~ Mum (at least 400 times)

~ Poo bum stinky poo head ( I know, all class in our house)

~ Me to 4 year old "Off the computer"
4 year old to me "I yogging off gimme a bwake"

~ a Robin Hood costume? sure.

~ You licked the icing off and want me to have the cake? I'll pass thanks.

~ No it's not an antique, it was mine as a baby, it's only 30 years old! Sheesh, how old do they think I am!

~ Yes, when I die you can all fight over my jewellery. Your love is overwhelming.

~ Dare no monster in da bath, it jut bubbles, don't be scared Mummy.

~ Mummy, Mummy, Mummy, Mummy! Yes? You name is Mummy.