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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:katiestapleton87.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>MY LIFE,THE ZOO.</title><link rel="self" href="http://katiestapleton87.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://katiestapleton87.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T04:52:08+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:katiestapleton87.blog.co.uk,2008-03-21:/2008/03/21/day-1-in-my-house-i-call-the-zoo-3914884/</id><title>Day 1 in my house i call the zoo.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://katiestapleton87.blog.co.uk/2008/03/21/day-1-in-my-house-i-call-the-zoo-3914884/"/><author><name>katestapleton87</name></author><published>2008-03-21T15:22:38+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:22:38+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Im sitting here now and feel like i should be in a cage.Not because im losing my mind but because my children are running riot and it makes me feel like im in a zoo.My two and a half yr old is running round naked,refusing to put his clothes on however many times i try.Hes covered in chocolate as nanny has decided to get him an easter egg.Great.So ill spend the rest of the afternoon clearing up the mess he leaves behind him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My 7month old is being fed,at the same time as trying to write this.Everytime i give her a spoonful,as i turn back round to start typing i look back to see shes spat it out and smiling quite proudly.She loved chicken and pasta yesturday so im wondering whats changed today?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So as you can imagine,its hectic.My eldest has just fallen over and is laying on the floor crying.As i go to comfort him he doesnt want me,he wants daddy.I go to the fridge and try to find him something that will cheer him up,when i spot my bottle of wine.Its only 2 in the afternoon but i wonder if one glass will really hurt? Of course it will i tell myself.No mother should be drinking at 2 in the afternoon so i push my thoughts to one side.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As i enter the front room,i have my 2 year old pointing to the floor to show me hes done his buisness on the floor.Great,why did i start potty training? As i crouch  down to clear it up i think to myself how glad i am that i got that lamintae floor put down.And,you know what?&lt;br&gt;
Im sure i can hear that bottle of wine calling me from inside the fridge.....
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