That pretty much sums it up …

For some reason, which I’m putting down to the excessive sleeping in of children, quite possibly due to the fact that during the school holidays I altered the time on the coffee machine so it would go “off” at 7.23am and not 6.23am as it had been, we’re having less tiime to get organised in the mornings and leaving slightly later and more rushed than usual.

This morning was no different; up later, coffee poured, mental notes made to self re changing time on coffee machine, much mentioning of “no time to lie in bed and read, get up NOW!” and usual morning blabberings about dishwashers and breakfast and clean undies and shoes under coffee tables.

Our always forgotten weekly ritual of “But I have Show And Tell” today occurred at it’s usual time. Like clockwork is it. Right after that moment where I yell “getyourbagandbookbagandyourshoesonandgetajacketonit’scoldwhydoIhavetotellyoueveryomorning?!” and the jacket is half on and I’m halfway out the door.

And I thought we had Show and Tell on Tuesdays. Or is it Wednesdays? Monday?

My discussions with the teachers at PT interviews on Tuesday reminded me of a) their suggestion I help Godzilla  remember things, perhaps with the use of checklists or notes (to him or myself, I’m not sure) and b) that we had a discussion about Sydney Harbour Bridge Bridge Climb. Being a recent excursion, the photos I had of the experience were located on or near the top of the Dumped On Desk pile, thus relatively easy, if not precarious, to locate, grab and shove at him with a “Here, show  this!”

Dropped kids off, did work, went to meeting, picked kids up, spoke to teacher.

“So, what did you go to China and Sydney for? Was it with Coke?”

She had received the Godzilla reply to “How come your Mum is doing this stuff with Coke?”

“Aw. Cos she sits at her computer all day and does stuff and they like her.”

Hmm. Fair call, too, I would think. I do sit at my computer a lot. And do stuff. And things.

Head home while Grumpy takes kids swimming, have much discussion pertianing to completion of homework/project regarding brains. Locate anatomy text book I used for uni some years ago, as it contained much information about brains. Relented after snarky comments from 9 year old and located much more age appropriate book on brains. Godzilla then retreived his age appropriate book and offered to help.

“Mum. A brain looks like a bum with squiggly lines on it,” he informed me.

Monkey Boy immediately set about his project, which I discovered was quoting his 7 year old brother, verbatim.

“Um. Not sure you should write that,” I highly recommend to him.

“But it’s a fact! I does look like a bum with squiggly lines on it.”

“Yes, it does,” I reply. “However, I’m not entirely sure it’s “fact” because your brother said it.”

“It is a FACT! He said it and it’s a fact! Besides, I know some people with brains like that!”

Bugger. I was gonna use that very line in a blog post and now he’s beat me to it. All because I was helping him with his homework and not sitting at the computer doing stuff.

And things.

On that note, I left him to complete his homework himself. Clearly my years of study and knowledge are nowhere near that of his younger brothers.

“Bum!” replied Chippie.