Superparents To The Rescue

By my very nature that I am mothering and working full time and doing a heap of other stuff and lack the capacity to sit still for even a moment, a phrase that is oft thrown my way is “You’re a super mum”. T’is but a phrase I despise, although…

When I Grow Up

And so comes along yet another of Life’s milestones … this one particular to one whom has offspring of one sort or another. No, no, not the inevitable giving you the finger when you attempt to take a photo of them. Although that is one they don’t have listed amongst…

Family Love on Mothers Day

Family Love on Mothers Day

Last night’s pre-bed discussions involved the older teenager advising his parents (i.e. the Grumpy One and I) that we are not to wake him before 11.00a.m. Inevitably, subsequent discussion centred around who gets to dictate to whom around sleep-in-ability, and who gets to speak to whom in certain ways. Just…

Useless Expenses

Last week’s discussion around cumulation of items, and subsequent debate around their levelness of crapness, in one view, and usefulness, in yet another view had unforsee consequences. Aside, of course, from the education around the spectrums of both colour and water fowl, not to mention the permanent removal of household…

Totes Prepared

My biggest and my littlest are off on an adventure. A camp-type thing. A something that was talked about in the littlest one’s Joey’s troop or group or mob or whatever they’re called. I don’t know. All I know is it’s related to Scouts (which is the all-encompassing term, as…