Dear God in Heaven, Oh! how I tried. I tried to grin and bear it but I just couldn't. I couldn't stand another second of it. The agony. The utter and complete lack of anything remotely humane. It was just too much...I just couldn't watch Sharknado 6. If only Kurtz knew about the Syfy Channel...he'd... Continue Reading →
Cabin Fever Bloglet#2
You find toothpaste on the ceiling of your bathroom/top of the shower cubicle and pretty much everywhere but on the toothbrush. You see animal figurines appearing in laundry baskets, inners, the fridge and also the vegetable baskets. The little hooman hides the remote in his school backpack as payback for switching the telly off. There's... Continue Reading →
When I Turned Into A Princess…
And by that I don't mean the Snow Whitey kinds with bluebirds chirping all around me. I mean the Princess Vespa-kinds from Spaceballs. Take a look- So these are the times when I caught myself thinking of certain things and then doing a mental doubletake. While washing the dishes in the utility area today the... Continue Reading →
after moaning and groaning, a mom finally gets her act together about an extended home-time period.
Pain In The Donkey
One massive problem I face about having kids is that you need to filter, moderate, exercise judgement before speaking. It's not enough that your flesh and blood can get under your skin enough to make you throw a hissy fit at the ripe old age of 40 but they bring out the big guns- obstinance... Continue Reading →
Caffeine Bloglet
Am sniffly, have a stuffy nose and my head feels like it's full of rocks. Once I gave TO his afterschool snack, I made myself a cuppa joe and leaned into the cup in DEEEEP appreciation. The brat looked at me contemplatively and asked, " You love coffee more than me and P (Red) don't... Continue Reading →
Turbulent Tweens
The word 'turbulent' here refers to the frame of mind of the parents of tweens and not the tweens themselves. Honestly, I can even begin to take a gander at what these self-involved little hoomans are thinking, with half their brains trying to not give into the sociopathy that kids seem to have a blueprint... Continue Reading →
Contractually Yours…
Parenting often comes down to reaching agreements with your offspring in order for lessons to be learnt, set and accepted patterns of behavior to be established and also for those invisible lines to be drawn that help kids know crossing which ones will make the parents go medieval on them. Image courtesy Henry Hustava@UnsplashWhen TO... Continue Reading →
School Holiday Bloglet
There comes a time in every parent's life (mainly the mothers) where they realise that their child is more like a cartoon character than they previously realized. It's not always a happy realization. Imagine telling yourself, "Crap. I gave birth to Woody Woodpecker." https://youtu.be/A_IDGrKZ0Rs
Fowl Language Redux
Brian Gordon...redefining the reasons we sometimes want to flip our kids off! Note: all images are sourced from the book Fowl Language: Winging It: The Art of Imperfect Parenting by Brian Gordon.
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 