Our kids will not be able to grow up and say that their childhood was boring. Brad will make sure of this.
Why is it, that we were standing out the front of our house the other night, watching Brad throw around a parachute man. There we were, all of us, in our pyjama's with our dressing gowns on (because we are freezing) watching brad, untangle this object. Ewan was fine, he had the torch but unfortunately it was never shining in the right spot. Many questions come to mind, whilst writing this. Why didn't we do this out the back? Why couldn't we wait until the next day at daylight? What possessed us? Brad did. There you have it.
The things we do.
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