Proud daddy time....
Been showing Emma how to write 'E's and 'M's for a while and we finally put them together with 'A' and we wrote her name together. Then, the next day I think, she wrote her name all by herself. Since then, I can't stop her doing it!
It's not easy to write on the etch n sketch either.
And then this... this gave me a grin a mile wide. Cath got Emma a ballet outfit which Emma immediately put on, only took off for her bath, put it straight back on, slept in it, and then argued with Cath the next day because mom said she couldn't go to school in it.
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My car got broken into. I know this happens to a lot of people, but we're quite careful about never leaving anything remotely valuable in our car so it was quite unexpected. To rub salt in the wound, I was taking Cath's car that day - to take it to the garage to be fixed - so she was using my car.
Then she returned it like this!
And what pray tell, did they get? A casette player/radio. No. I'm not joking. That's what the F@#$wit stole.
Do they make those anymore? The eejit probably got R20 for it.
In fact, he did such a shitty job at it that he must have cut himself as he left blood all over the car, and on napkins that he left on the seats with the broken glass.
Note tape in photo below - it has a wire that goes from tape to MP3 player and allows you to play your MP3 via the casette player. I think it's probably more valuable than the radio - and they left that.
His blood inside my car (below). The police should be able to suse that you say? Don't hold your breath.
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