The Cat’s Out Of The Bag
by“There’s poo in the bathroom!” yelled Miss4, racing into our office and tugging frantically on my shirt.
“Great,” I said…
The funner stuff. The dumber stuff. The stuff I stuff up.
“There’s poo in the bathroom!” yelled Miss4, racing into our office and tugging frantically on my shirt.
“Great,” I said…
Sometimes we think about the next ten years and shudder like the family car being driven by a sixteen year old learner driver learning stick shift for the very first time
“Does cat pee kill grass?” my father asked my mother this week.
I have a habit of making a bit of an idiot of myself wherever I go, be it parties, work or even to a petrol station.
“Where are the gingerbread men?” my friend asked. Having just arrived home from work, she was standing at the fridge looking for the fruits, or rather biscuits, of last night’s hard labour.
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.
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.
We should be doing this at home, right? Umm….
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.
“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
Grandad is in trouble. Again.
“Dad! Dad! DAD!” came the collective screams from the kitchen. I shot off the bed and raced for the door. Several reasons for this outburst had automatically started channel surfing through my imagination – all of them involving, at best, an ambulance: none of them coming close to the real reason they were yelling.
“You’ve got a lot of hair, Mummy,” Cousin8 told his mother as he prepared to brush his teeth for school.
Not many men have gone this close to making a truly fatal mistake and lived to tell the tale…
1. House proud. To Tracey: “Aye been polishing ma deck all morning. Would yee care to take aarr look?”