Storks

Yesterday's corner time: 12 Minutes.

Friday was Becca’s birthday. Annoyingly, she has made it through her first year, despite my best efforts.

I was hoping that the Stork, realising that it had made a mistake, would return to collect her. Although, it would probably have trouble lifting her now. She’s a big girl.

I accidentally opened all Becca’s presents, ripping the paper to shreds. Not that Becca noticed, she was just as happy playing with the paper as she was playing with the presents. I really worry about her sometimes.

However, my Parents weren’t best pleased. They didn’t seem too convinced by the plausibility of my explanation.

“So, you snuck into our room, brought a chair across from the other side, climbed onto the chair, stood on tip-toes and then proceeded to open 8 presents - and all by accident?”

Is that so hard to believe?

Nanna also popped around in the morning to see Becca and to give her a present. Obviously, this was one that I had overlooked.

Becca remained the centre of attention for the rest of the day. Naturally, she revelled in this, making her more annoying than ever.

I’m adding Storks to my list of things that I don’t like. They can go right after bees.

Matthew.

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