My daughter, her bedroom and the roosters.

Not quite on the same level but, when my DS was about 6 or so, I noticed that there were slime trails all over his bedroom carpet. Couldn't work out how slugs could have got up there and kept cleaning them up. It was only after a couple of weeks of this that I discovered he'd made "a zoo" in a cardboard box that he'd hidden in his toy cupboard. His "zoo" comprised of slugs, snails, beetles, woodlice, anything he could find outside in the garden; all beautifully bedded down on a bed of grass and weeds! Euurgh!

Oh, yuk, Chewy ?

fantastic lol

Oh how horrible Chewbacca" what are little boys made of " haha.

Actually her roosters would've made short work of his collection. They would have enjoyed the meal!

I used to have battles with my son about his untidy bedroom - it was his total resposibility to clean and change his bedding.

I nagged him (especially when we ran out of crockery because it was all in there) but it got to the stage where I had to make a decision: did I want a tidy room or a good relationship with my son?

I chose the latter and stopped nagging.

He later joined the Army and experienced a far worse Sgt Major than I was

What happened to the roosters after you found them I ve got visions of them still there in a tiny cage fatgran

Do you know BlueBelle I have been trying to remember what did happen to them.. I have an idea that my father gave them to someone - no animals were harmed in this saga

I will ask the daughter in question if she remembers when I next talk to her.

I still have to put up with my adult son's messy bedroom. Because he is autistic I've always respected "his space" but believe me that room commands no respect !

Then when they have their own homes its a completely different story, I remember being told ' put a coaster under that mug Mother ' unbelievable !!

soda ?