The Queen may be celebrating 60 years on the throne, the nation may be drinking Pimms/tea in her honour, the stock of anything with a Union Flag on may have sold out, you may not be able to buy a sausage for the barbeque for love nor money, I may be celebrating my XXth birthday but...
...the Wee One still wants it all his own way. Who's in charge here anyway?
Have a fabulous weekend everyone x
Pop a caption in my comments box (not a euphemism) and then trot along to Mammasaurus for more funnies.
But muuuuuum. It's so unfair. Why can't we get a Corgi anyway?ReplyDelete
Sir grump a lotReplyDelete
Leave me alone-I'm practicing my teenage sulking pout...ReplyDelete
You call THIS sulking? JUST WAIT....ReplyDelete
Think it's bad now? I'm just getting started.ReplyDelete
OOOh Killer eyes ....ReplyDelete
Photographer: give me mean, I want want mean, that's it awesome!! Work that cameraReplyDelete
Sadly the wind changed at that moment and the sulky face was here to stay!ReplyDelete
Why is it your birthday?.. I want a present....ReplyDelete
I want to be the Queen!ReplyDelete
If I've told you once, I've told you a hundred times. It's all about me! Me! Do you hear?ReplyDelete
My way, not yours!ReplyDelete
Why is it the Queen's Jubilee anyway?ReplyDelete