Demented darling….

Twin boys energy never ceases to amaze, from the moment he wakes (around 6.30am) till he goes to sleep (around 7pm) he talks. 

And he talks, and he talks, and he talks… 

In short he never bloody shuts up. His conversational starters are unique, ranging from… 

“Let me tell you how to make ice-cream” (and getting the process pretty much bang on)


 “Twenty seven minus thirteen is fourteen mummy” (he’s five)


 “I am going to fart on your nose with my poo poo bottom.”

 In short the little terror is either going to have his own chain of ice cream vans, be a mathematical genius or audition for Britain’s Got Talent as ‘Mr Methane 2.”

 I adore him, he amuses me incessantly, he can make me cry with laughter.

 Then he can drive me the point of crazy where I lose my cool and often my vocal cords as I yell like a mother possessed.

 His hearing is faulty, I say no, he hears yes. I say stop as he climbs up a tree; he calls back, top? Yes I am going that way.

 He eats like a child who has never seen food, his lips smack together whilst his tongue licks his fingers sloppily between bites.  His napkin is his shirt and his pockets are filled with vegetables he doesn’t want to eat.  

He lives every moment in the moment, he sees a ball and he boots it, sees a book and he reads it.  Needs a poo, well, unfortunately, sometimes he just does it.  Life is too short to queue for the loo.

 He is a train driver, an inventor, a magician, and a pilot.  One day he’s a cowboy and the next he’s a native threatening the flowers with a bow made of string and an twig shaped like an arrow.

 He’s delightful and demented, driven to distract. 

 He’s my little devil, who owns a third of my heart…


  1. July 18, 2011 / 4:19 am

    Sounds just like my two! They are so different to girls in every way. Very clever little boy too and what a cutie.

  2. July 18, 2011 / 7:23 am

    I can’t wait to hear about his range of fart flavoured ice creams…

    • July 18, 2011 / 1:29 pm

      would you like to review them on your blog? 🙂

      • July 23, 2011 / 6:52 pm

        with pleasure…. but only if you’re willing to offer up a carton of fart flavoured ice cream as a prize…

  3. July 18, 2011 / 8:27 am

    he sounds a whole lot of fun! and a bit like my Jack….exhausting!

  4. lucy
    July 18, 2011 / 8:34 am

    my twin boy would love him…. he sounds perfect… just how little boys should be…..

  5. July 18, 2011 / 11:23 am

    He sounds bright as a button and as crazy as Tigger!! 🙂

  6. July 18, 2011 / 12:22 pm

    I know we are meant to say we have no preference over your babies gender, but I do secretly hope when my time comes it’s a blue bump I get!

    Twin Boy sounds absolutely delicious!

  7. July 18, 2011 / 1:40 pm

    This reminds me of when twin boy met my nighbour for the first time at F’s party. “Hello. My name’s Owen, and I’ve been talking since I was born”. Such a charmer. x

  8. July 18, 2011 / 5:39 pm

    They don’t stop do they? My girl is 4 and sometimes I have to tell myself to tune in, because she may not have stopped talking all day, but it’s magical what’s in their heads.

    • July 18, 2011 / 7:12 pm

      I like your way of saying it!

      much nicer than mine…

  9. July 18, 2011 / 6:57 pm

    boys are little scientists who have to test everything including this mummy’s patience! Be glad you only have 1 *sobs* I have 2! But having the girl makes up for it…

  10. July 18, 2011 / 9:02 pm

    I have a five year old who is fart obsessed. In fact anything to do with pants/willies/bottoms highly amuses him. I guess that’s his sense of humour pretty much developed now for life as an adult male… bless them.

    • July 18, 2011 / 9:19 pm

      worrying isnt it! boys will always be children!

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  12. July 20, 2011 / 7:24 pm

    Wish I could be like this all over again!!

  13. July 21, 2011 / 9:47 am

    He sounds just like DD3 who is also 5. You’d think school would wear them out a little, but no. DS doesn’t talk and I sometimes think it’s compensation for the amount of verbage that comes out of his sister’s mouths!

  14. July 28, 2011 / 9:37 am

    My four-year-old daughter would say, “What a star!”

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