Yesterday I talked about how Keira got her hands on some medicine and poured it over my bedspread (update: it came out, thank goodness). Then, last night and this morning, I noticed she’d gotten her hands on other ‘out-of-bounds’ things: toothpaste, food from the pantry, clothes on a higher shelf. I just figured she was…
Well, in the spirit of the lightheartedness of yesterday (but blogger is saying this posted Monday?? Wierd, because it’s Tuesday), I think I’ll keep the theme running. Later on I’ll post something on a more ‘domestic’ level… Quieting the monsters…or how to feed your children Place Baby in highchair and Toddler at the table. Put…
I had a (slightly) improved night last night, so time for something a bit lighter today. First, I think this is funny, last night on “TV turns 50”, when Mel and Kochie first walk out onto stage, Keira looked at Mel and declared, “Big boobies!”. I swear she’s obsessed. No woman is safe from her…
This is kind of following on from my “Why am I here?” post yesterday…thinking, thinking… Women are more courageous than we give ourselves credit for. If we’re mothers, we’ve already given up our bodies to gestate the life of another with the hope that this child will emerge safe and healthy. If you don’t have…
Riley’s very unhappy today, so I’m doing all I can to help his painful teeth, but it’s just not cutting it. He’s had very little sleep and I’m about out of adrenaline. However, on a pleasant note, I got my first un-prompted “I Love you” from Keira today. I came in to get her up…
I drafted this post earlier, but am going to make some changes. It was very much a ‘woe is me’ one, as I had had another bad night*. Apart from being repetitive, I doubt it would’ve been very interesting. However, the question remains the same: well, I should amend it to say, “Why blog?” There…
Anyone out shopping for presents for girls lately would probably have noticed the addition to all the branded (Wiggles, Hi-5, Dora etc) toys and clothes. It’s the Disney Princesses, six of the major fairy tale heroines grouped together to sell anything from Manchester to undies. This is clever; they’re like the Spice Girls of animation….
We’re watching Play School. Keira keeps pointing to the screen and saying, “mummy, mummy!” Me: “Is that a mummy?” Justine is on the screen, good ole’ Justine. Keira: “Play school mummy?” “Her name’s Justine, Keira.” “No, my mummy” “Justine’s your mummy?” “Yeah” “No, I’m your mummy” “No, I want her!” Well, isn’t that just dandy?
So far this week, the weather has been wonderful here in Melbourne. Spending so much time of the year indoors has been the hardest thing to become accustomed to since we moved from NSW. But the warmth of this week has seen Keira outside frolicking on the deck It’s great. I have some new photos…
