because my wifey is the bestest wifey in the whole wide world of wifeys :) wuv you Mrs B.
Also, my son, despite being a wriggly little wyrm, is still a special splendid splinter off the old chopping block!
I'm a lucky daddy, I'm a lucky daddy,
A doo dee doo dee doo da, a doo dee doo dee doo da
I'm a lucky husby, I'm a lucky husby,
A doo dee doo dee doo da, a doo dee doo dee doo da
And mummy's singing "bestest bestest baby poo" to Peter behind me on the sofa.
And Khaymen (the kitty) is purring on my lap and trying to sit on my hands ...
And Willow (the other kitty) is hiding upstairs, but he gave me noseys earlier :)
And the sun is shining, and the birds are singing, and I'm going to write about Frank, my favourite neihbourhood psycho eviscerate some defenceless sap!
Woo hoo!
If I can drag myself away from the wonderful distraction of the intermenet!
Hard, when my pretty wifey is sitting there looking all pretty and special and lurvely.
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