One K All The Way

Godzilla was invited, a couple of weeks back, to swim his 1 kilometre medal at Paul Sadler Swimland today. He, too, has been doing remarkably well since we

Day of the Mother Fail

It possibly started because I still get cross about the five-year-old rolling around the floor naked, rather than getting dressed. Well, naked except for a dragon tail. The fridge is still protruding into the kitchen and the Other Fridge, decades old and undersized for our needs, is freezing everything. Also,…

Condition Unwell

I awoke this morning with not only the slightly increases level of fatigue I endured yesterday, but also with a sore throat. Oh, and the face slapping news that the two big kids had the day off school due to a Teacher’s Strike. The Littlest One was home with me…

The (Swimming) Lesson

This morning, I was treated to Three Year Old Swimming Lesson Duty. Grumpy usually performs this role. He’s very good at it. Way more efficient at extracting local gossip from the other mothers there than I am. We arrive a little later than normal, but not late. I hate sitting…