jeeezz its hard work looking after kids while im on here their wrecking the house,making dens all over the house.

i dont envy my mrs at all.i would rather be at work anyday of the week...

how can they manage to make the house look like a bomb has gone off in two minutes...

well i must go...i aint got a minute the little en is walking round in dirty wellies...jeez...

I've interviewed women in the past who when asked about the gap in their CV they've said "oh I've just been a housewife for X years"

I want to give them the George Cross

I once answered a telephone call to find at the end of it the kids had taken down the Xmas tree, eaten all the chocolate Santa's, let off all the crackers and unravelled all the silk off the baubles ....it would have been easier looking after the Kray twins :scared:

Kids, who'd ave em eh

Now go buy the wife a big box of chocolates and tell her what a star she is!

how come she gets the chocolates when its me looking after the kids??

Cos you're a man

We women stick together silly sausage

oh thats alright then

how come you ladies get the flowers and chocolates and us poor old blokes never get anything,i must say my mrs has never ever bought me flowers or a box of chockies.

what do us poor blockes get???

Think yourseves lucky you get us

Besides...how else do we make you pay for your one minute of excitement , and us having to give birth

...suffer baby suffer

Great post chuckled so much. Took me back to when mine where little, what memories now thier older still need to be on thier case trying to keep the peace.
No muddy wellies and dismantled christmas trees, just no reasoning at all wont tell you where they are going ,wont do homework, late nights you get the picture could go on but dont want to scare anyone.
Oh the joy of having kids, still will have to get my own back when I am an OAP let the fun begin.

Sarah x

my mrs had three years off work to get over it,, a couple of hours work

i tell you what i had to have a hernia op a couple of years ago after years of laying concrete blocks,it was the worst pain you could imagine,,jeez it hurt.
i was back at work the monday after...

I keep telling mine that it's gonna be pay back time in years to come.

I intend getting senile dementia, wear nappies and pee in the pool.

See how THEY like it

Yada, yada, yada.

You have no idea

Try passing a melon out of your truncheon

That should make your eyes water.

Then and only then, come back and tell me about it

well i have took you ladies advise and i am going to treet the mrs today,im going to try to cook the sunday dinner,ive just got the beef out the fridge and there is no instructions on the packet

...thought you were gonna take her somewhere reet nice then.

OK.....switch on TV and look for Jamie Oliver...or even better gerroff this site and look for recipes in Google.

How easy was that!!!

No sympathy here still buddy

PS. Fridge is the tall white thing in the kitchen. A light comes on when you open the door and it's cold. The cooker is smaller and it gets warm when you turn one of the buttons

are you trying to tell me that fridge thing contains food aswell as larger..

my mrs is useless i have just looked in there for the potatoes ,theres none in there,it looks like if i do manage to start the cooker we will have to have beef sandwiches..

i have just spent ten miute trying to start that bloody cooker thing with burning peices of paper and then found out its electric..

PMSL

You might be a shite cook and babysitter....... but you're funny.

I can see why the wife has kept you on

When my kids were young (3 and 1) I left them for as long as it takes to run to the loo for a quick pee. When I got back, 3 year old had sprayed down the baby with water from the plant misting bottle and dumped a bag of flour over his head. Instant glue on a 1 year old.
Another time when I was pregnant with my second child my first little angel got herself out of her crib and went into the nursery. She managed to smear an entire jar of Vaseline over herself and every surface in the room. I only knew she was in there because I heard her trying to open the door. Her little hands were so slippery from goo she was trapped.
Looking back now I wonder how I managed to stay somewhat sane.