Clean socks are a privilege, not a right
Well 2015 has been interesting so far. One week into what was supposed to be all about getting back into a routine, with school and all, turned into a LOT of well….. First day of school ended with Adam telling me that he was not feeling well at all. He was clammy and said his […]
Tomorrow my son turns 1o. His life feels like it has blurred past me in a mad rush. I can barely remember when he was Tara’s age. What he was like at 2.5. Instead before me I have this tall handsome boy, who despite his cool demeanour really still needs his mom. Thank goodness he still needs […]
Some times there is just too much stuff going on. Sometimes I have to learn to say no and to learn that magical concept of time management. I need to talk to all the clever life and business coaches and get help creating a life and editorial schedule. I feel terrible when I forget […]
One of the most prevailing traits we find in our family is stubbornness. Or to be less polite – sheer bloody mindedness. None of us like to back down and NONE of us like to be wrong. Add in the slightly ‘obsessive’ quality some of us have and things can get a bit hairy […]
So my son has taken up ‘cussing’ lately….which isn’t surprising since I have a terrible potty mouth and it gets worse the more frustrated I get…and my son tends to frustrate me. He tends not to say anything TOO bad…but there is a lot of DAM this and DAM that….and is somewhat more forgivable than the surreptitious middle fingers […]
It is getting a bit stupid around the House of Crunch. Emotions change quickly…..it is hard to keep up….from this To this…in seconds flat… Her growing beauty is as bewildering as her emotions. Her strength is terrifying. Her fury. Her rage is overwhelming. Her remorse. Her need for love and reassurance….heartbreaking. Then we have this….. […]
No really, we will have the chest of drawers finished before this baby is born. Really. Staring at the bits will make it happen. Doing one tiny bit every week or so, will get it done. The instructions make my husband run away. We appear to no longer have a power screwdriver. This is […]
I hate parenting. I mean…I hate the pain that it opens you up to….the worry, the anxiety, the fear…..you watch these little people growing up and you have to see them negotiate all the obstacles you did and you know you really can’t do much about it at all. I just want to wrap up […]
that make my head explode. A: That Nibs Island was good….why they call it after candy? Me: NIMMMMM It’s NIM’s Island…named after the little girl. A: Oh. A: AAAAH but it shouldn’t be called that. Me:….why not? A: Cos that isn’t her name? Me: …. Me: What do you mean? That is the girls name. […]
