Undecorating Christmas. Or the one where I try to explain why my four year old keeps telling everyone that Santa is drunk.
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#407 Christmas Day Laziness (25)
Christmas day began pretty much like any other day in this household. We gradually acquired wakefulness thanks to a restless starfished child between me and The Mister, first rolling in one direction, then another, before rolling back toward me and in a whiny whisper declaring that he’s thirsty. Or hungry. It’s usually one or the…
#392 Sick day (10)
I am officially off sick for three days. I got up early this morning to take His Highness the Wee Beastie Hawkeye to creche, because I have to, and promptly dragged my sorry self over to my doctor’s office for the paperwork, where we once again haggled over the length of my sick cert. He…
#391 Christmas Dinosaurs (9)
Today we put up our Christmas tree. It’s no longer an optional seasonal whim now that we have a four year old, but an important permanent tradition we need to uphold if we want to retain our self-respecting parenting badge. Also, I like Christmas lights. What I don’t like, is trying to keep my patience…
#389 Christmas overload: Ho-ho-holy sh*t! (7)
These days, when Hawkeye and I have to walk home from the train station (about twenty or twenty five minutes at the pace of a mommy, I’m tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired four year old) or when I need to distract him from the deplorable absence of biscuits on the bus, I pass the time by having him look for…
#379 Symbols of adulthood
This is not a sugar bowl. Well, okay… it is, in fact, a sugar bowl. But it’s not just a sugar bowl. It is so much more than a sugar bowl. It’s a symbol. This Denby Imperial Blue covered sugar bowl is a symbol of adulting. … … Are you done laughing at me now?…
The Feathered Rose 