1999: Snuck into mum’s bed in the early hours and snuggled up until the alarm went off at half six. We didn’t get up until the 3rd snooze though. All was going well with the usual morning routine, that is until I pooed myself, which sent mummy hysterical and put us behind schedule. It was then all a big rush but we didn’t quite make it and mum was 20 minutes late for work (apparently). I lay on the settee watching cartoons at Edons and fell asleep so didn’t have lunch until two, which turned out to be a cooked dinner and I ate it all up. Tomato soup for tea tonight and then mummy and I had a big big bath. We sat downstairs watching Thomas as it is wet and cold today but I was feeling mischievous and after several warnings was marched to bed.
2019: What a change in a day 20 years make, no time to lay around watching tv now (although I still poo myself from time to time!)
Talking of time; this made me laugh today – posted on FB by @julianpopov:
The year is 2192. The British Prime Minister visits Brussels to ask for an extension of the Brexit deadline. No one remembers where this tradition originated, but every year it attracts many tourists from all over the world.
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