Wayward Ward
by“Can we hire you a telly?” I asked my dad when I visited him in hospital last week.
“I don’t need it,” he assured me.
He was already well and truly entertained.
“Can we hire you a telly?” I asked my dad when I visited him in hospital last week.
“I don’t need it,” he assured me.
He was already well and truly entertained.
Temperatures are dropping around here and the thing is I have a love/hate relationship with winter.
Here’s a list of ten things my kids don’t learning good. They’ll get there eventually, I’m sure. The oldest two did. Eventually.
“Urrrk,” said Tracey as she walked out of the bathroom. “Urrrrk gak uuurrk.”
“What’s wrong with you?” I asked Tracey as Miss1 tottled past her towards the lounge room.
“Gawwwk!”
I know this sound.
“Do you ever think about what age you might be when you die?” Tracey asked out of nowhere last night. We were sitting on the lounge watching a Sixty Minutes on some guy who was rescued after bobbing around at sea for some ridiculous amount of time.
My kids are always losing their stuff. Usually, just as we’re racing to the car for school.
Having a baby? Great. Think you’ve got it covered? Fantastic.
You’re wrong, of course, but good to see some positive thinking. Just a heads up – the baby isn’t your problem. Everything you think you know about your wife is wrong. Why? Because she’s a mother now, and mother trumps wife trumps lover trumps drinking buddy.
But don’t panic, I’ve got your back.
“I’ll go to the shop for you,” I called to Tracey. Ducking out to the shops sometimes upsets her and I like Tracey to be in a good mood when we go to bed.
A little bit of fun tonight – I thought I’d take a leaf out of a post I saw on Danimeza’s blog and write down some random bits you might not know about me.
Or want to know about me (let’s be honest here).
It’s like we’ve never done cold weather before in this house.
We have three kids staying home today with colds. Last night the chorus of coughs was so constant I’d wake up if there were a few seconds of silence.
Okay, so I may still be 14 mintues and 44 seconds short of my fifteen minutes, but I’m over the moon about my first television appearance.
A lifetime in the making, a cast of thousands, a budget the size of a large country loaf and we are on the verge of my first tv interview being aired.
I’ve come to believe a part of being a successful parent is knowing what your kids value most -so you know what to threaten the little buggers with. Or dangle in front of them.
“Why are you up already?” Tracey asked me this morning. It was 6am. I never see 6am.
“Not well,” I said, holding my stomach. “I’ve had cramps for an hour and now my head hurts.” Put simply, I’m not well today.
Fortunately there’s a doctor in the house, albeit an unqualified, uneducated, sarcastic one.
Depending on the task at hand, work can be a lot harder than being at home.
But humans have adapted to hot and cold climates, high altitudes, droughts and all sorts of conditions, so I’ve put my best foot forward. Oh, yes, I’ve adapted to my work environment and learned to nap on my feet.