Apart from the feel good factor when things on the home front get a little overwhelming it keeps me sane.

Just the other day while changing the bedding i pulled my youngest childs bed away from the wall only to discover not one, not two, not even three but twelve cheese sandwiches still wrapped in their clingfoil covers in various stages of decay under the bed.

Now one would think that if you did not like the cheese sandwiches that are being lovingly prepared and put in your school lunchbox every day you would just inform the sandwich maker.  Apparently not, it is a far better idea to throw them under the bed until one day mom finds them and blows a gasket.

On that note i would like to thank my children for endless material for my blog.