Education is ruining my son….

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It was with a heavy heart that I rifled through my paperwork to find the number for my home insurance.  I was surprised that I didn’t know it by heart because since Twin Boy and Rabid Hound moved in I am remarkably good terms with Nigel in the call centre.

Education is ruining my son, they are learning about what things do at school and Twin Boy has decided he wants to be a scientist when he grows up.  However after today’s experiment the odds of Twin Boy actually making it to ‘growing up’ seem a little bit limited.

Twin Girl wants to be a hairdresser and because of this she is often allowed to practise on her hair and is allowed to blow dry her hair following her bath.

 Today I sat snuggling BB in her room, her skin moist from her nightly cleansing ritual and her mood mellow.  I chose a story to regale her with and promised her beautiful things if she slept through the night.

Outside her bedroom door I heard the hairdryer blast and smiled as I pictured my eldest creating new styles that either Toni or Guy could be proud of.

 Suddenly the hairdryer came to an abrupt stop and a curious smell reached my nostrils.

 “Mummmmmy” yelled Twin Boy as he thundered towards BB’s room

 I waited and then suddenly a head popped round the door and impish features grinned at me.

 ‘I done an experiment.’ he said in a voice marked with pride.

 I looked at him, tension building and my hands started to shake.

 ‘I know what happens when you blow dry carpets,’ he declared with a tone of jubilation.

 ‘They burn.’

 Hmm, tell me something I don’t know!

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32 thoughts on “Education is ruining my son….”

  1. The son and heir and I were recently recalling the moment he decided to poke something into an electric socket to find out what would happen – there was a bang, the fuses blew and there was a large burn mark up the wall. Amazingly, he lived to tell the tale.

    We laughed about it.

    Hold onto that thought. When twin boy is 36 you will laugh about this.

  4. I think you should celebrate his scientific enterprise since there’s apparently a dearth of it among the nation’s young. Bet the infant Newton and Einstein were right tinkers at home. But hopefully the insurers will buy you a nice new carpet.

  6. Just had to read that out loud to my husband. We are laughing now, but hoping that our carpets won’t have a similar fate thrust upon them by our ever-most bold Tinkerous Toddler!! Thanks for the hoot!

  8. You didn’t much like that carpet anyway did you?

    When I was a teenager (my brother being 10 years younger and my sister being 12 years younger) we helped some family friends move house. They’d already prepared the bathroom, a brand new shag pile carpet they were particularly pleased with and fresh bottles of bathroom stuff lay all over the bathroom. That is, until my siblings and their daughter got loose in the room. They emptied out ALL of the bottles: bright blue bubble baths, shampoos, conditioner… Every bottle they could lay their hands on.In the bath, down the toilet and all over the carpet. The woman scrubbed and scrubbed but there was no end to the bubbles coming out of the carpet. In the end my parents ended up paying for a new one.

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