Wild Encounters


Father’s Day this year in our house started pretty much the same as always. Daddy made a pile of pancakes to feed his hungry family, unwrapped a super-duper 7-pack of K-mart business socks, and then hopped in the shower for the 30 seconds it was free before the hair salon and nail parlour opened for the girls. Did I feel guilty? Nope. Not one little bit. Because a certain smug Mummy-pants had a surprise up her sleeve today, and it was about to pop a smile under his moustache…

Read all about our wild encounters at:


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