Toon Girl and her eldest daughter arrived on Friday. They breezed through the door as fabulous as ever to find a shattered Mama manically hoovering round Miss Sassy and Wee Man who were rolling around on the floor like animals, roaring at each other and scratching at faces (really must cut their nails, less damage that way). Toon Girl handed me a bottle of bubbles, gave the kids presents and sanity was restored.
Our 2 girls are the same age and get on really well so within 5mins they had gone to Miss Sassy’s room to start doing makeovers. An hour later they strutted downstairs with serious attitude to announce that the makeovers had been completed. We turned around to see two mini Pat Butcher Glam Rockers in front of us. They were very blue and very glittery. This turned out to be the theme of the weekend glitter, lots and lots of sodding glitter.
Hilariously Toon Girl thought that with the girls entertaining themselves we would have a fairly relaxed weekend catching up, she did not factor in Wee Man.
Saturday morning I was attempting to de-glitter the lounge when I heard Toon Girl shouting upstairs, I looked round and realised Wee Man was missing. Ah, ok, that could only mean one thing – mischief. I charged upstairs to find Toon Girl (laughing, phew!) chasing Wee Man round. The little sod had taken the bog brush and was using it as a sword, waving it round his head with who knows what being flicked onto the walls. I honestly wish I made this stuff up, but I don’t. Antibacterial wipes are the best!
After the bog brush incident we decided we needed to tire them out and took them to a Fairy Trail. The girls glittered up before we left, because that’s what fairies do, but fairies don’t throw glitter all over their bedroom floor (just saying). What’s not to like about a Fairy Trail? a bit of a walk, a bit of fairy chat and a picnic, mama winning right there. Even better Toon Girl bought them fairy wings and a wand. Wee Man is now the proud owner of some rainbow fairy wings, and yes he did wear them. Once fairied out, we headed home to the garden.
Sitting in the sun, the Girls decided it was Spa time. At this point I poured Toon Girl a glass of bubbles because that’s what you do at a spa, right? Well, I can safely say that this was an interesting spa experience. Toon Girl and I got glittered up to the max (no less is more here), our nails got ‘painted’ and homemade perfume was lavished over us. Then Wee Man rocked up, yup, that’s right, he had a Spa too. Wee man currently has turquoise toenails, lavender fingernails and only tonight have I managed to get the glitter off his eyelids, cheeks, head, neck, back, tummy and the rest!
There is glitter everywhere, in the carpet, in our hair, on the table, in the sink, on the patio, in the car, on my trainers, on my phone, in my rucksack and in my pockets, but you know what? I wouldn’t change it for anything. We all need a bit of sparkle in our life, even better when it is two Pat Butcher Glam Rockers that provide it.
Braai Boy if you are reading this I would like to point out that it is peel off nail varnish and we didn’t force Wee Man to wear the wings, he wanted to. �w