My baby finishes primary school today. The end of an era. She'll start high school next year with her big sister who will be in Grade ELEVEN! Holy shit, people! What happened to those pooping, eating, crying machines that broke my vajayjay?? When did they get this old?! When did I get this freaking old?
Going to buy a box of chocolates now - yes, you read it right, a bloody box!! - and eat them while I construct a new reality in which I will never age. And also, household manbot helpers that look like this:
Wish me luck!