to think i must be related to Frank Spencer...

[AramintaCane]

Ok I am new here so go easy on me. I am stuck in the house with a sick DD1 and need cheering up.

Does anyone else have moments like this please say yes

So I am standing in our matchbox sized kitchen serenely stiring porridge congratulating myself on the excellent diet of my kids this morning

My DD walks in shouting I'm Stuck, I'm stuck. I swing around to see her stumble in with her school dress over her head. Arms twisted in the air.

I step back trip over the cat and fill my crocs with boiling hot porridge. DD2 bounces off the wall and ends up sitting in the cat water bowl. Dress still tangled over her head.

All this before 7.30 am Is it just us ? Is it us or is it family life. Things like this happen all the time in our house. Please tell me your Frank spencer moments and cheer me up.

Poor you! What a morning. I've had my moments. I remember drawing back the curtain in the bathroom and it flying off the rails, then I sat on the toilet and when I flushed it the loo handle snapped off in my hand! I felt a complete Frank Spencer.

Glad its not only me steviesgirl.

See when you type it all out it sounds very funny but bet it wasn't at the time!

I can't think of anything wildly exciting.

Welcome to mnet btw, some of us don't wear crocs though on here

Oh you poor love

Me and DH decided to go on a bike ride one Summer, I was faffing around as usual, my jeans got caught in the chain, I tried to peddle, nothing happened, foot was real stuck, I tried to balance the bike as long as I could while frantically tugging at my leg to free my jeans, after what seems like an eternity, I just tip over like a falling tree landing on my back with my bike firmly wedged between my legs.

That was 8 years ago, DH still ridicules me about it on a daily basis

pinkstarfish feel much better already. onepieceofcremeegg crocs can be very useful if you are the type of person who fills them with porridge of a morning. They are washable you know

Yes, see I am a bit impractical with my choice of footwear. non-washable Next slippers. NOT GOOD if they get bleach ecofriendly cleaner dripped on them when I am cleaning.

(bleach is another iffy mnet substance btw)

I'm fond of bleach as well

But I do use Ecover washing up liquid

Laughing too hard to contribute right now

But honestly v klutz-y also

Worst one in our house was this.

Went to check DD1 OK before went to bed

Found her in a pool of blood on her pillow

I screamed and called DH in he said its only a nosebleed quick get tissue.

I ran to the loo and found there was no tissue. Suddenly felt dizzy and puked

DH rand down to downstairs loo to get tissue slipped on a slug ( we have a night time infestation )on kitchen floor and landed in a heap knoking down a kitchen shelf on the way.

see hopeless cases

Sorry about spelling and punctuation

omg i could hve posted this yesterday morning

I had a nice shower, washed my hair. DS, 6 mths had been fed washed and dressed, all happy. He had played in his little bouncy chair in a corner of the bathroom while I played peekaboo round the shower curtain
all good. We have to go out quite soon...

So I wrap up in a towel, pick him up and go into the bedroom to get dressed. And as I put him on the bed he coughs, goes a bit crosseyed and proceeds to replicate that head spinning scene from the Exorcist, puking up most of his stomach contents over me, the quilt and bed. Poor little mite is crying his eyes out so I take him over to the change mat and strip him and somehow lose my towel and tip the bloody top and tail bowl into his cot, so the cot is also now soaked and we are both starkers and covered in vomit.And then the postman rings - and when I dont answer bangs on the window! (He knows Im normally in and will let him into the building...)
Took ages to sort out, eventually got us both clean, dry, dressed and non-crying, to realise that in the time that takes the vomit is firmly soaked through to the mattress of the bed, and the cot mattress is soaking. Baby seemed restored to perfect health, as they do in these situations and played happily while I tried to wash and air two mattresses, all the sheets etc

Of course because of all this I didnt get to brush and fix my hair while it was still wet so I am still frizzy as a reminder...

No, we didn't go out

pingviner yay a fellow Frank Spencer if i ever heard one. It takes so long to pick up the pieces of these disasters doesn't it. So glad I am not alone.

When DD was that age I answered the door to the postman with my breastfeeding bra still ondone under my white see through shirt

undone obviously can't type today either.

My dp's nickname, given to him by his friends, is Spencer, precisely because he does act like Frank Spencer. He's the most accident prone person I've ever met.

I've shared a few of his stories on here before.
The time he got his tongue and hair caught in the still spinning beater is a particular favourite for me.

Thunderduck don't, I may pee my pants cannot stop laughing

I couldn't switch it off for laughing either. I'm a meanie I know.

I'll post some later.

He has also broken a leg while trying to prove that people only slip on banana skins in the movies. He proved himself wrong.

Thunderduck you have made my day I am truly not alone.

Oh I've told this before but I must add it.

He was at a friend's house with a few other friends. They were having a few drinks, dp was rather tipsy at this point.

The Diana memorial concert was on and they were watching it. A ballet act comes on, cue complaints from the guys and dp saying anyone could do that.

Go on then said his friends. So dp begins leaping up and down like a big fairy,his trousers fall down, he staggers and puts his bare foot down on to a piece of a drill bit that had somehow became embedded in the rug.

Girly scream from dp and no doubt a few curse words, he then tripped again. hit his head against the radiator and knocked himself out.

His ever so sympathetic friends simply laughed their collective ass off, as would I I admit, and took pics of dp with his trousers around his ankle, drill bit still imbedded in his foot.

By the time they stopped laughing and moved him he'd burned his face and ear on the radiator.

am now having a coughing/laughing fit poor man.

LOL, I'm always doing stuff like that! i once fell off my motorbike-when it was stationary!

I'll add more later. I thought I was accident prone but he's infinitely worse.

We've never been able to explain the drill bit, his friend does like woodwork but surely you don't do that in your bedroom?

LissyGlitter my DD1 rode her bike into a hedge during her bikeability test at school. Then fell off and just lay there. Her teacher came out and said she had never seen anything like it. so glad she is not alone.

Thunderduck good point