Judgement Day

Reports come home today after school. Ah, Report Day, that day that comes around twice a year, where mums simultaneously beat themselves up about their child’s academic performance and take full credit for things they have no control over, like how many teeth said child has lost this year. Also,…

To the principals office

Attend toddler swimming lessons with an air of depilatoried legs and underarms and had to force myself not to undertake some sort of supermodel catwalk thing along side of pool. Was also able to do tossing-child-in-air thing without clasping elbows against my side, so that was good. Dropped toddler off…

It's Five O'Clock somewhere, right?

Ah, Wine O’Clock … it’s 5 O’clock somewhere right. Still, I do feel somewhat … guilty? at considering wine at 7.23 am Chippie woke at 5 (the am, not the pm allowable wine O’clock time, damnit!), Grumpy brought him into bed. Standard, only it’s usually later, and he usually sleeps.…

And back to normality

First day of school, which means Grumpy Pants is out the door at some ridiculous hour that enables him, usually, to have a quiet breakfast on his own and reading the paper without various other family members taking various parts in the process. And sometimes giving Chippie his breakky. Or,…