Hello there! It'd been a while I know. My poor phone is brimming with fragments of my life, but none until now have made the transition to the outside world. This tidbit only has because my lovely father has been pestering me. :) About three weeks ago, my little Moo was coughing his it's-not-asthma because-he's-under-two lungs out. I'd bundled him into the car and we were on our way to kindygym and I thought perhaps his coughing fits may attract stark looks from the other parents, wondering why I would deign t o bring my germ infested child within 5 feet of their cherubic offspring. He wasn't germ infested, and it was unlikely the other sleep deprived wrangled grown ups would have had the brain space to give me 'evils' but I didn't have the brain space for the possibility. So on to Southland we went, with the glorious anonymity that goes with a large shopping centre. After some kinder chores at there at the post office and bank, it was time for ...
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