This is where we went, what we listened to, tweeted, coded, blogged and spent on this day
Before we had kids our fridge was bare, pristine and tidy, I liked it.
Then kindy paintings started to appear, school reports, reminders and the like. After a large numbers of years I said enough and cleaned it all off.
Only a few days later to miss the kids stuff on the fridge and it all came back, the untidy madness of paper and crap.
These days with them grown up and gone, we have a fridge covered in the stuff of places we have been
Our fridge door, a metaphor for life stages I guess
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