There are some days where you just feel that you are the icy pole stick that’s been shoved up the arse of a Paddlepop. Chocolate flavour. I don’t want to sound like a huge whinge-bag (because I am really blessed with family, friends, health and incredible good looks >haha< ) but yesterday was the beginning [...]
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Bitch, whinge, moan, slap.
Posted in expectations, gemini, lowlights, Uncategorized on October 8, 2009 | 3 Comments »
finding the right suitcase for camp
Posted in camp, daughter, eight years old, expectations, Family, growing up, kids, Parenting, school, Uncategorized on August 29, 2009 | 2 Comments »
This afternoon we trolled through the garage (otherwise known as the repository for everything other than the car) looking for a case suitable for Miss 8’s impending camp. Her first camp. I finally found the one I was looking for, a snazzy-surfy one that her big brother had used on his first camp. I was elated. [...]
…and all that jazz
Posted in dance, daughter, eight years old, exam, expectations, Family, growing up, jazz, kids, Parenting, school on August 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
According to my weeping daughter, who had flung herself across her bed, two girls, (count them fingers sticking up at me) two girls in her jazz ballet class got a grade higher than she did in her dance exam. I make her sit up. We wipe the trail of snot off her pillowcase and closely [...]