Someone Stole My Toddler
Comments (5) Stop press! Children grow up.
Ok, so not really a shock. Until. It happens. To you.
Or in this case me. I’ve spent the season we call Summer, but which actually represents a mild Winter, the mother of a toddler, or so I thought…it seems someone stole my toddler and left me a little girl in her place. A little girl that pretends to apply lipstick between cbeebies programmes, struggles to keep bangles on while carrying her ‘handbag’, a little girl that goes to her first ballet lesson tomorrow. Ballet. She only just learned to walk. Damn toddler theives, there should be a law against it.
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Above is me with my beloved Ernie in Port Aventura and left with our love child in Florida.
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