The bl**dy things are more trouble than they are worth
I've hated them ever since they got them,we've had no end of arguments and tantrums over them.
DT1 broke his on the weekend by throwing it in the air while coming down the stairs,it dropped on our tiled hallway and broke.YEEESSSS!!!(one down one to go).
DT2 made me completely lose my rag this evening(really wanted to hit him), so I took out my rage on his tamagotchi.
I'm not proud of myself, but thank god the bl88dy things are GONE.
Am I a mean mummy???