As endearing as I forgot not to is, I can’t is the POLAR opposite. I can’t is applied in many situations. When I’m tired. When I’m grumpy. When I just can’t be bothered. When I’m all of the above. I caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn’t. Executed in a particularly whingeing tone it is torture to a mumma’s ears. Can’t run,…
Author: bumpyroadtobubba
Mumma to Poppy Grace (born January 2011); forever friend to my furry buddies Bella, Bear {OTRB} & Harry; love spending time with family & friends, cooking, reading, writing, design & watching trashy TV (when I find time)!
I try to perform one random act of kindness each day & think more people should learn a lesson in unconditional love & acceptance from our 4-legged furry friends.
This is my journey to motherhood & beyond - single by chance, mother by choice.
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