Taking the Plunger

When they trooped through the door tonight Girl was complaining of a sore knee from a fall. It was only a bruise but she was insistent she needed one of the new Peppa Pig plasters. Although she had already been informed that Peppa was not required, and I was reiterating this point she still refused to budge her point of view.

I remember always overdoing it with plasters as a child, even before plasters got really exciting in the late eighties with the introduction of the blue kitchen ones. Anyway I managed to get Girl interested in a Daddy alternative medicine of using the mini plunger.

Its seemed to take her mind off it anyway as we spent quite a while afterwards sticking it to different parts of her face.

Just added some Boy based activity to yesterdays blip that I missed