After settling into some champagne cocktails and sexy cup-cakes over at Jo The Mama's last night and exhausting our horror stories, beauty tips and sexual blunders we eventually came around to the topic of babies. This is what happens on a night out with a pack of women get together and start delving into their personal lives. It happens more and more as I get older (I have to stop doing that).
Ginger Pixel and Jo regaled us childless crones with stories about their cute little off-spring and much to RP's disgust and horror Jo took out her birthing video (not really).
But this got me thinking. I wondered what the spawn of myself and he who shall not be named (as he deleted my blog) would turn out like. Would they have my freckles? His high cheek bones? They would certainly have the biggest mop of uncontrollably curly hair ever to grace the brow of a child.
Well as a certain freaked out blogger already knows - my curiosity knows no bounds. So to the Internet Cave I went.
Meet The Crabling Lottie......
Courtesy of Morph Thing.
Despite not being able to sleep last night for fear of the Banshee and now never having sex again for fear of getting pregnant - it was a great night. And I finally got to meet the gorgeous Annie (my blogging hero - I was a little star struck).
I' already looking forward to the next one. Thanks Jo!