Mother duck said ‘Quack, quack, quack, quack.’ But none of the five little ducks came back

Maeve has waited her whole life for this day. Today she started school. Last night she set out her things. A new bag, new knickers, new socks, new shoes, a new hair clip and a hand-me-down dress (that has seen a few years of school already, and quite a few kinder sessions last year too … Continue reading Mother duck said ‘Quack, quack, quack, quack.’ But none of the five little ducks came back

Getting up earlier? It works.

When I went to put Elsie’s lunchbox in her backpack yesterday morning, I found in there her reading diary from last year, a few sheets of colouring in with Indonesian words and phrases written on them and lots of worksheets, mostly unfinished. (No lunchbox though, thank heavens. I have taught her to do that much.) Things … Continue reading Getting up earlier? It works.

A letter to the woman who drove our children to town this morning

Dear Nasty Lady, How are you? I’m fine. Actually, I take back the ‘how are you?’ because you’d have answered with some sort of pained statement containing an expletive about socks or something about needing a stubby. We really enjoyed the school holidays. It was all very relaxed and fun. I’m sorry you missed it … Continue reading A letter to the woman who drove our children to town this morning

I did up her buttons. Apparently I just ruined our child.

We’re late. We need to be out the door. But you’re doing up your buttons. There’s three of them. So we’re going to be at least 30 more seconds late. And I still have to strap you into your carseat and unstrap you when we get there. That’s another 8 seconds. I’ll carry you to … Continue reading I did up her buttons. Apparently I just ruined our child.

Leaving things til the last minute

Take a rubber band. Stretch it. Now place it over an empty toilet paper roll. Staple it there all the way around. Now try to stretch the rubber band. This simple experiment would have helped me last night before I sewed the ruffle on the elastic neck of Elsie's Book Week Parade costume. Three weeks … Continue reading Leaving things til the last minute

I’m sorry I haven’t called

It's cool how there are some friends you don't speak to very often , but when you do, it's as if you'd just had a coffee yesterday. Or a laugh in a shop fitting room earlier that morning. (Don't get me wrong, talk-more-often-than-that-friends, you're cool too.) Sometimes when you get together with don't-talk-very-often-friends, you each … Continue reading I’m sorry I haven’t called