Big Brother exclaiming in the car - Look Mummy, a brick made of walls! - priceless.
Little Brother unable to say the s in soccer - instead he boots the ball across the room and exclaims with a satisfied grunt ...'FOCCER' - priceless.
The high point of glamour in motherhood - bringing home a wrapped dirty nappy from playcentre and then discovering your handbag stinks of s**t for a week.... Priceless??????
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