Mama, you have yucky friends.

What with it being the festive season and all, I find myself going for after work drinks with colleagues more and more which means the boys have to collect me . . .

Inevitably they join a table of rowdy chicks who all want to eat Thomas up and he becomes a shrinking violet of note.

Today he told me that he doesn’t want to come to “your work anymore. Because your friends are yucky. They just want to look at me!”

Hahahaha.

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7 thoughts on “Mama, you have yucky friends.

  1. rochelle.barrish

    Yup – girls are a bit of a gril at the moment. I’m not allowed to go to the loo with him anymore. Only daddy. Girls are not allowed. 😦

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