Kid stuff

It's funny with people with kids. When they come to visit, they are accompanied by...well stuff. Paraphernalia in excess. There are clothes, diapers (ok, that I am grateful for), but also toys, books, water bottles (which the kid in question often throws on the floor), crackers (what is it with crackers? all I know is that the remainder is on my floor when they leave), trolleys, blankets and who knows what else.

Plus they never friggin shut up. The older they get, the louder they become it seems.

Nah, now I'm gonna relax on my brand new sofa and enjoy the smell of new leather. Quietly.