Today started off like every other Saturday, except for one thing...
I was out of bed early, I was armed with a mobile phone, and pregnancy test and I drove to my daughter Mrs T's house.
After discovering my 16 year old tried out being a grown-up once, it would seem she required said pregnancy test. Never having dealt with this type of issue before, I was a bit thrown, as it is new to me.
You read about it, hear about it, but never have to experience it.
Well, I didn't anyway.
After sending her to the toilet, she came out with two pink lines, and a lot of tears.
What the f**k.
A once crazy family, is about to grow.
