you gotta have a laugh.....

Oh my, sometimes I just have to have fun at my childrens' expence! We keep coming home to the dreaded note left by the postman saying they tried to deliver a parcel but found no-one home...ARGH! How is that teenagers can be woken by a cell phone on silent but can sleep through 3 little boys doing an impression of a herd of marauding elephants, me yelling at them to wake up, show any sign of life because the smell is making me nervous and even a twitch or grunt would let me know that they aren't rotting in their own breath fumes, and definately never, ever do they wake to the trilling of the postman ( who I'm told always rings twice).
I woke ( well not woke, but managed to get an ''uh'' from Sophie and a "yeah" from Jordan) before going out on the school run, pick gramma up from work run, go to town and fix the glasses Eli broke so Seth can see run with H this morning and just knew that before I had even finished the " we're expecting packages" sentence, they were back in the land of not a thing to worry about teenagedom slumber, so, I wrote the postman a note........


and it worked....3 parcels waiting, hoorah!