What a cracking time we're having in Chez B this summer holiday...
Medical Disaster # 1 - Miss M stubbed her toe on the door jamb and had to go to hospital. It is now wonky, and probably will be forevermore. (Quoth the Raven. Kinda. Having Simpson flashbacks. And Thursday Next flashbacks)
Medical Disaster # 2 - MrB, while attempting to make our eaves mynah-proof, managed to almost slice his thumb off with a handsaw... cue second hospital visit...
(The follow-on to this story is, that after banadaging his wound, he finished attaching the piece of wood to the (double storey) eaves, thereby denying entry to the feral mynahs... He then took himself and his copiously bleeding hand off to A&E. Where I rang him to let him know that there were still baby mynahs stuck in the nest and he would have to take the wood back down because it was distressing me... And he did.)
Medical Disaster # 3 - Misses M & H were, for some unknown reason, having a fight about baths. Still haven't got to the bottom of it. Apparently, M was annoying H by tickling her when she was trying to read. No. That's not it. M was reading, H tried to remind her that they needed a bath. By obscuring the page M was reading... cue M 'smacking' her ( H's words) or 'tickling' her (M's words). H kicked out in frustration. And broke M's middle finger. Which we didn't realise until the day-before-yesterday. And was confirmed by x-ray yesterday. Miss H's new nickname: Breaker. We think it's funny anyways...
Even funnier is the x-ray of Miss M's middle finger...
Medical Disaster # 1 - Miss M stubbed her toe on the door jamb and had to go to hospital. It is now wonky, and probably will be forevermore. (Quoth the Raven. Kinda. Having Simpson flashbacks. And Thursday Next flashbacks)
Medical Disaster # 2 - MrB, while attempting to make our eaves mynah-proof, managed to almost slice his thumb off with a handsaw... cue second hospital visit...
(The follow-on to this story is, that after banadaging his wound, he finished attaching the piece of wood to the (double storey) eaves, thereby denying entry to the feral mynahs... He then took himself and his copiously bleeding hand off to A&E. Where I rang him to let him know that there were still baby mynahs stuck in the nest and he would have to take the wood back down because it was distressing me... And he did.)
Medical Disaster # 3 - Misses M & H were, for some unknown reason, having a fight about baths. Still haven't got to the bottom of it. Apparently, M was annoying H by tickling her when she was trying to read. No. That's not it. M was reading, H tried to remind her that they needed a bath. By obscuring the page M was reading... cue M 'smacking' her ( H's words) or 'tickling' her (M's words). H kicked out in frustration. And broke M's middle finger. Which we didn't realise until the day-before-yesterday. And was confirmed by x-ray yesterday. Miss H's new nickname: Breaker. We think it's funny anyways...
Even funnier is the x-ray of Miss M's middle finger...
Labels: Curly Girls
posted by actonb at 9:27 am
11 Comments:
my father built bird boxes because he wanted the parrots to nest in the garden. when the mynahs moved in he used to jam a stick in the box and rattle it around. regardless of what was in there.
nice hey?
Whats wrong with Mynahs?
Where's the break?
That x-ray should sooooo go in a frame on the wall. MissM's first 'fuck you' to society.
mex - see I wish I could do that. I really do. But I went all anthropomorphic...
KR - Mynahs are the birds that reside in Hades. They are of Satan. And they are mean and nasty with beady eyes. And they scare off all the lorikeets and other little birds. And squawk and dive-bomb Inigo. Which just isn't on.
LaRue - The break is on the middle little bone - it's a split that goes down to the 'growing space' (technical term apparently)
And the xray rocks. MrB wants to frame it. I'm thinking about changing it to be my avatar.
Looks to me like "Uncle Fingers" has been down in The 'Gong to spread his wisdom, AB
can i please be the first to say that i HEART your new avartar!!!
it ate my fucking comment.
but i was going to comment on your swoofy new avatar!!
Other people's children are hilarious. Your own are probably a little demanding, but other people's are funny...
My drunken post in no way meant to imply your kids are demanding. Just that stories that probably drive you insane, are hilarious to the world.
mex - teehee, I'm changing my outlook on the world... It's no more Ms Sweetness&Light anymore...
OMel - it's OK. Your drunken post was quite lucid. They are demanding. And pretty damn funny. It's all good. Sometimes.
Hehehe. That is brilliant. BRILLIANT.
Well not the break. You know what I mean.
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