The Not Very Nice Day

Now we can actually start moving things into the ‘new’ house, Grumpy Pants has extra shifts at work. This makes life so much simpler. As it turns out, I’m presented with the duty of gymnastics classes with the pre-schooler, which I sometimes look forward to, except that I get caught,…

A giant adventure

Oh much joy and excitement this morning, as the Grumpy one and I synchronise our movements to work out who is doing what and when. A big deal this morning, as we are collecting the keys for the “new” house, which we shall be renting until we decide what the…

Taking It In Your Stride

I have this horrible affliction. You know when something happens to someone, they get hurt, and there’s that one person who laughs? Really loudly? And in stark contrast to the situation at hand? In fact, the more traumatic the experience, the louder and more hysterical that laugh is? You know…

The parents are out, let's have a party

This morning started out like many of our Sunday mornings; me up early, checking emails and my community, drinking coffee and attempting to drown out the sounds of screaming and thumping coming from my bedroom, Grumpy Pants in our bedroom, still in bed, “fighting” with all three boys, because that…

Formal Panic

We have a busy weekend coming up. The usual running around like an idiot on Saturday, friends coming for dinner Saturday night, followed by