I don't own the thunderbirds. I probably never will so enjoy.
Please r and r.
Can you guess who the husband is?
Dear diary Sorry I haven't been writing in here for the past week but since most the children have started school it's been a little busy, and Tin Tin is expecting again. I thought she would have stopped at two kids. I think she is crazy, we already have enough children here, with out another one. We have enough to run a small day care centre, 11 that's right 11 kids. First there is my two. Daniel, who is 5 and has just started school and then there's Harry who is 3 and half.
Then John and rhea have their two Tom 6 and Emily 4. Virgil and Freya have 3 kids, Jack 7 and the twins Peter and jack aged 5. Gordon and Ariel have Atlanta 9. Tin Tin and Alan have Jason 10 and Nick 8. The last one is Albert's and Luna's daughter Athena only 1 and half years old. She is so sweet. It putt's my lot to shame.
The monthly shopping has arrived, I swear we should use the "green bug", with the amount we need. Mind you the brothers scoff most of the food. Any way all the kids are fine. It's so strange Jeff will laugh at what the kids say sometimes, I guess they remind him off when the brothers were little. Grandma or Greatma is still around but I fear for much longer. Mind you she is one tough boot.
I am still trying to get my husband to open up about their mum. I might try "you'll tell me and I will give you some food" technique, I think apple pie is the preferred food.
Well away from family and to the exiting one of IR. Since Albert and Luna they have been coming up with all sorts of new equipment. Just think after 15 years of IR operating the bug is just as fast as the old silver bullet and the silver bullet has a top speed of 100k. Although we have never pushed it that far. Ever since we put the hood away it has been really quiet. Mind you that was no easy task in itself. At least he is away, it scares me to death if he were running around plotting to kill my family. I wonder sometimes whether we should have killed him. Even so I've been told that "we would become as no better than him". Well I still don't know about that.
Oh no not again, the brothers are cooking looks as though we are having pizza again. How is it that five men who rescue people from burning building and give the world hope, can't work an oven. Here we go
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There's the fire alarm. I wonder what is. Never mind I will hear about it at the table. Unless there is a call.
Any way back to today, I was up at 7:00 or should I say my body was. Did I tell you how much I hate mornings. Well at lest I didn't fly the kids to school. Any way after the children were dropped off to the nearest school the morning was dedicated to Tracy Enterprises. After a good lunch it was back to IR side. About pod 13 the hospital equipment/ ward did the have to paint it white. Well see about that.
"mummy... mummy dad says to the table and have supper" I look at Daniel that sweet child with those blue eyes of his dad. "ok sweetie just a min" I answer him back. " so what did your father and uncles burn?" hoping it wasn't each other "the beans" Daniel answered.
As I walk to the dinner table most of us are gathered, however two of the kids are still playing a game. I ask them to come to the table, they obey and I seat them. My wonderful husband brought out what looked like a fry up, and smiled at me. Now I am worried, at lest all the meat was cooked properly. After supper I glance into the kitchen, nothing can describe the mess left by them. I suppose if I had to describe it then it looks like a atom bomb has gone off.
I remember my dairy is still out and put into my side drawer. Who would have guessed I married a Tracy. Most people think the best I would get is a guy like Homer Simpson. Well they were wrong.
Can you guess who the husband is?
Dear diary Sorry I haven't been writing in here for the past week but since most the children have started school it's been a little busy, and Tin Tin is expecting again. I thought she would have stopped at two kids. I think she is crazy, we already have enough children here, with out another one. We have enough to run a small day care centre, 11 that's right 11 kids. First there is my two. Daniel, who is 5 and has just started school and then there's Harry who is 3 and half.
Then John and rhea have their two Tom 6 and Emily 4. Virgil and Freya have 3 kids, Jack 7 and the twins Peter and jack aged 5. Gordon and Ariel have Atlanta 9. Tin Tin and Alan have Jason 10 and Nick 8. The last one is Albert's and Luna's daughter Athena only 1 and half years old. She is so sweet. It putt's my lot to shame.
The monthly shopping has arrived, I swear we should use the "green bug", with the amount we need. Mind you the brothers scoff most of the food. Any way all the kids are fine. It's so strange Jeff will laugh at what the kids say sometimes, I guess they remind him off when the brothers were little. Grandma or Greatma is still around but I fear for much longer. Mind you she is one tough boot.
I am still trying to get my husband to open up about their mum. I might try "you'll tell me and I will give you some food" technique, I think apple pie is the preferred food.
Well away from family and to the exiting one of IR. Since Albert and Luna they have been coming up with all sorts of new equipment. Just think after 15 years of IR operating the bug is just as fast as the old silver bullet and the silver bullet has a top speed of 100k. Although we have never pushed it that far. Ever since we put the hood away it has been really quiet. Mind you that was no easy task in itself. At least he is away, it scares me to death if he were running around plotting to kill my family. I wonder sometimes whether we should have killed him. Even so I've been told that "we would become as no better than him". Well I still don't know about that.
Oh no not again, the brothers are cooking looks as though we are having pizza again. How is it that five men who rescue people from burning building and give the world hope, can't work an oven. Here we go
5
4
3
2
1
There's the fire alarm. I wonder what is. Never mind I will hear about it at the table. Unless there is a call.
Any way back to today, I was up at 7:00 or should I say my body was. Did I tell you how much I hate mornings. Well at lest I didn't fly the kids to school. Any way after the children were dropped off to the nearest school the morning was dedicated to Tracy Enterprises. After a good lunch it was back to IR side. About pod 13 the hospital equipment/ ward did the have to paint it white. Well see about that.
"mummy... mummy dad says to the table and have supper" I look at Daniel that sweet child with those blue eyes of his dad. "ok sweetie just a min" I answer him back. " so what did your father and uncles burn?" hoping it wasn't each other "the beans" Daniel answered.
As I walk to the dinner table most of us are gathered, however two of the kids are still playing a game. I ask them to come to the table, they obey and I seat them. My wonderful husband brought out what looked like a fry up, and smiled at me. Now I am worried, at lest all the meat was cooked properly. After supper I glance into the kitchen, nothing can describe the mess left by them. I suppose if I had to describe it then it looks like a atom bomb has gone off.
I remember my dairy is still out and put into my side drawer. Who would have guessed I married a Tracy. Most people think the best I would get is a guy like Homer Simpson. Well they were wrong.