Today I had a moment. I was sitting at my daughter’s dance practice holding a balloon and a grass caterpillar and it dawned on me that (what feels like) just the other day I was sitting at the uni bar watching “Something For Kate” and holding a beer. And I thought, is watching only moderately rhythmic dance whilst holding a grass caterpillar really what I want to do with my […]
Here are three habits my children have got into that are quite adorable for the first little while, then really bloody annoying thereof: 1) Hey Mum, watch this. It plays out like this:- I am in the middle of a very important and highly dangerous feat of brilliance (such as chopping an onion or catching up on Bachelor revelations) when 1 or 3 children arrive in the middle to shout: “Mum, […]
This afternoon when I met my children at the bus stop, my daughter said, “I loved today Mum”. “That’s great,” I said, “Why was today so good?” “Because I grew a pumpkin and I picked it and here it is and it’s for you.” And with that she presented me with a sort of heirloom looking vegetable of a dark green hue. I’m pretty sure it’s a squash of some […]
Last time the ol’ birds and the bees question piped up, the conversation went something like this: TWIN 1: Mum, the lambs are gone. ME: What? TWIN 2: What? (gasp!) The lambs are gone. ME: No they’re not, that’s them over there – they grew up. They’re sheep. TWINS: Oh. Wow. (etc) ME: There’ll be more lambs soon. TWIN 1: Why will there be more lambs soon? ME: Because the grown up […]
Not so long ago, I posted a poem called “Eat Your Dinner”. I noted in my blog comments that sometimes I sing angry songs to the children at such times as they don’t eat their dinner. A few people commented that they’d like to hear an angry song. Well be careful what you wish for people because here it is (I’ll let the song speak for itself – there are […]
I think I’m going to shout again, Or maybe I will cry, While three annoying little shits, Refuse to eat their pie. I haven’t baked in any carrot, Or sneaky peas or beans, Forget the goodness, just fill up, Or else I’ll have to scream. No don’t just eat the pastry bits, You have to have some meat, Come on you bogans have a bite, And you might get a […]
Remember those late summer days, with the hum Of insects and shimmering heat and that sun That low golden, ‘I’m in love’ sun? Remember the songs we could hear in the trees, The scent of hot grass and the warm salted breeze, That thistledown-wish laden breeze? Remember the lemonade smile on your face, The knowing that we all belong in this place, This dearly-held, storybook place? Remember the stepping of […]
Most of the time I just lose patience with relentless (and tricky) questions. Here is a sample (with my almost 2 year old): Me: Don’t touch, it’s hot. Lu: Why? Me: Because it’s just been cooked? Lu: Why? Me: Because we can’t eat it raw. Lu: Why? Me: Because it would be bad for you. Lu: Why? Me: Because there are nasties in uncooked foods – bugs and stuff. Lu: […]
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