Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself. -Mary Schmich Shiny, sparkling grown-up-girl’s treasure. Lightness and silver-chained Tiffany pleasure. As children we covet our friend’s possessions. But we do not begrudge them. Children cry readily- “I want [...]
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She’s short and sweet…as is this post.
Posted in daughter, eight years old, kids on October 7, 2009 | 3 Comments »
My daughter had a homework assignment to do. Brainstorm a BIG list of all the words you can think of that represent Australia. She started off strong… Melbourne, Victoria, koala, wombat, footy, meat pie, kangaroo, southern cross, sydney opera house, Barrier Reef, Ayers Rock, boomerang… the list went on and on… until we [...]
The silver little focker
Posted in getting older, kids, mid life crisis, old age on September 23, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Today my kids were lucky enough to be invited to a bowling party hosted by players from Melbourne Victory. I have to admit that I don’t really follow soccer, so I quickly gave myself a Google education and we headed off -autograph book in hand. While we were driving to the bowling alley the kids [...]
Does he wash up?
Posted in boys, growing up, kids, Music, Parenting, sexist on September 16, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Driving the kids home from school lately is a chore. For at least a month there have been road works at a busy intersection I need to cross. At peak times it takes five or six turns of the traffic lights to get through. Annoying. Much. So this afternoon instead of watching the snails slime by [...]
Butt-ball one of my fabulous memories of PE
Posted in bully, growing up, kids, lessons, school on September 10, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Was just reading a funny blog on Obama’s recent controversial speech delivered to all the kidlets of America (well at least to the ones whose mommas and poppas didn’t protest and keep them home in the trailer park that day- but ahem-I digress….) It evoked a memory of my own physical scareducation back in the [...]
Important lessons in life
Posted in Family, growing up, hormones, kids, Parenting, tantrum on September 5, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Last night our son left our loungeroom- upset with something his Dad had told him to do and stormed to his bedroom. He slammed his door so hard that the house rattled and a blast of his hormones assaulted us in the jetstream. Dad, not one for warnings, took his DS console, which son had left on [...]
The Forbidden City: where it was possible to have hundreds of brothers and sisters.
Posted in camp, China, daughter, Family, Forbidden City, kids, one child policy, Parenting, Travel on September 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Behind the Hall of Preserving Harmony is the largest courtyard of the Forbidden city. As some of our group, sweaty but determined, headed up the grand marble staircase I was distracted by a gathering of folk who seemed intent on trying to fan themselves while catching two wild children. These kids were slippery indeed. They [...]
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 [...]
I’m starving Mum… or… I’m pretty sure cheese needs refrigeration.
Posted in cheese, cooking, Family, Food, growing up, kids, Parenting on August 27, 2009 | 4 Comments »
At exactly 3.27pm every week day I hear the same words whined at me from the back seat of our car. “I’m staaaarving Mum.” No, you are not starving. Your bellies are plump and round from last night’s supper of chocolate teddy bear bickies and ding milk, not distended from years of malnutrition- the [...]
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