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I must be doing something right, the Small Girl is being a ballerina pirate captain today. Pink tutu, pirate hat with feather, gumboots when we go outside.
I think I largely have Stardust to thank for this, as SG is inordinately fond of the crossdressing Captain Shakespeare.
Also, last week she sat on my lap and announced that sometimes, boys marry girls, and sometimes boys marry other boys. And sometimes they wear dresses.

In other news, we had an antenatal clinic appointment yesterday, and everything is going swimmingly. I like the midwife a little bit less with each visit, but meh.
My feet are really sore, as a result of arthritis and a bone spur, and Brammers has pointed out that I should just go and get some painkillers, so I'm off to talk to the pharmacist later on this morning about what I'm allowed to take.

We have four or five chooks wandering around with chicks at the moment. So much peeping! I hope their mothers don't let them all die again.

Putting one last bit of undercoat on the bathroom walls today, then the actual painting can start! Hurrah!

Riht, shower, clothes, painkillers, chores...