I mentioned the other day that I could no longer reach my lower regions, seriously gutted that the lovely weather has come along and I can’t reach my toenails to paint them! It also means that I can’t reach my legs, I can stretch down but it is rather uncomfortable trying to lean over the bump and knowing me I would only end up on my back in the shower if I was to attempt it.
Oli seems to of noticed my lack of feminine hair removal, as we were sat down watching TV one day he randomly strokes my legs and looks at me and simply says ‘Daddy?’ I add a question mark because I’m pretty sure this is how he meant it. The man thought this was the hilarious thing ever and I’ve not been able to live it down since. Needless to say, my legs have been defused since that insult from my own toddler.