Little Blighters Mummy' Rosie cried in her blue little voice 'Yes I replied' with hardly any choice 'My feet are hurting mummy my shoes are to sore' I looked down at her feet and confirmed they were wore "What on earth happened" my voice went light 'Jack went and hurt me in a fight' 'Rosie' I calmed myself telling her to be nice "How many times have I told you to stay away from your brother" Yes I'd told little Rosie twice. "But mummy" her voice trailed into tears I cuddled her tight taking away her fears "Rosie my dear" I took a breath "Jack loves you really he'll love you till death" "But mummy she stated again, he won't leave me alone" I sighed again as we sat at home "Because he loves you that's why mummy needs to go to work so give us a kiss and goodbye" My kids, Little Rosie and Jack always fighting little blighters they are, waking up there baby sister Emma
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