Why I Hate The School Run
byIf the staff ever wonder why I look stressed when I arrive at work in the morning, this should enlighten them. This was last Friday.
If the staff ever wonder why I look stressed when I arrive at work in the morning, this should enlighten them. This was last Friday.
I doubt there’ll be a parent, and more specifically a mother, who can’t relate to this post. This conversation happened in the fitting rooms of a department store in Gympie this very morning.
Even now, well over thirty years after the fact, I have fond memories of playing Lego on the lounge room floor of my family home in Port Moresby.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from the girls and I taking my parents out for a ‘coffee’ today it’s that the little details matter.
“It’s Grace’s birthday tomorrow!” It was indeed. A point Miss10 had been ramming down our throats with all the sickly, nauseating, annoying repetition of a vinyl record with a scratch just on the bit where they start barking on Who Let The Dogs Out.
“What’s that,” Tracey squinted at me this morning. She’d frozen mid-step on her way through the kitchen to the bathroom.
We should be doing this at home, right? Umm….
“Every day at Grandma’s is like Halloween,” Master9 told us tonight as we sat around the table decided what to make of our pumpkins…
Last night I was laughing at Master9’s response to the snippets of Sex Education Miss10 is bringing home from school. Tonight, I want to curl up in a fetal position and join him in a corner.
I’m really excited about the KIVA loan we’ve made this month. It’s one thing to help someone start or improve a business, but this week we’re helping families in Laos improve their water quality.
“Can I quit school?” Master9 asked his mother tonight.
Our boy loves school. He’s generally the first dressed and keen to get there in the morning. So this was a bit of a startling revelation
Is there anything wrong with paying kids to read books?
“Don’t play with your food,” is something I distinctly remember hearing my parents say to me when I was a child. Which is why I’m a little bit surprised by developments this week.
I was only just thinking the other day, you know what the world needs more of? Mother’s guilt.
My little boy is growing up. He now demands two sandwiches for lunch. But it’s not because he’s getting any taller…