I am So like a Unicorn Mum! ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ„

โ€‹Another typical car journey from school…
Herself: “Mammy, did you fart?” 
Indignation! ๐Ÿ˜ฒ
Me: “No I did NOT!”

Herself: “Well it smells like fart.”

Me: “Well it wasn’t me.  Anyway, you know Mammy only farts glitter.”

Her: “Oh, are you like a unicorn?”๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ„

Me: “A unicorn?”

Her: “Yeah a UNICORN.  You know how they fart glitter too Mammy? So you’re like a unicorn.”

Me: ” Yes.  Mammy IS like a unicorn.”๐Ÿฆ„

 

Mammy is quite liking the idea of being compared to a FABLIS, majestic, mysterious and beautifully elusive mythical being.

 Mammy drifts off on a tangent of thought in which my first book is entitled “MOTHERHOOD: TALES OF GLITTER FARTING UNICORNS”… and on the cover, I am styled in a multicoloured unicornesque dress, clattered in glitter and looking all unicorny and wistful and magical.
Her: “So if you’re like a unicorn, does you burp rainbows too?”

(I’m enjoying this now.)

Me: “Yes, Yes I am Sweetheart.  Mammy burps rainbows!”๐ŸŒˆ

Her: “And does dat mean you’re horny like a unicorn?”๐Ÿฆ„

Me: “Erm…. ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ
The title of my book may have changed slightly…

 “MOTHERHOOD: TALES OF A HORNY, GLITTER-FARTING RAINBOW-BURPER.” ๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿฆ„
Who wants to pre-order?

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