Tuesday, August 19, 2014

"What did you do today Mum?" ask the seemingly interested teen.
"I bought a bra" I reply
"Why did you do that?" I figure this question is valid for her seeing as she considers my girls to be shrinking....
"I want to look pretty for my boyfriend." I say knowing the response it will elicit.
"Ew" says one teen.
"I don't want to hear that" says the other
Lucky I want a boyfriend about as much as I want another dog. Or the dog we have.
"Mom your boobs are shrinking" says the darling teen as she has a snuggle before bed. 
"Thanks Sweetest child but look down and to the side...."

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Worth another watch

Monday, August 11, 2014

CAT tastrophe!

Near CAT tastrophe averted. This twit wants to be an outdoor cat not realizing a)it's illegal b) the neighbours illegal cats would likely kill him and c) if someone found him they would possibly keep him. More so he does not realize...and this is most important....my life would become a living nightmare of sobbing, depressed children because as you know....he is the chosen among chosen of cats. 
He was outside unbeknownst to me when I left the house at 11:30 and we returned at 4:30.
He is the first thing two of the kids look for.
I hope he had the bejeebers scared out of him and was really really hot in his luscious fur coat and +28 degrees.


Saturday, August 9, 2014

Parenting teens has to be in my mind the equivalent of being a lion tamer.  When the lion is really really angry.  And a girl.  With differences in wiring.

It's wrong to use a whip though right?

(don't worry.  The question was rhetorical)

Friday, August 8, 2014

Trust me

Dear Neurology Fellow in the big bad adult healthcare system. I have six....count them six kids with seizures. All kinds of seizures. Big ones, small ones, middle of the road sized seizures. I know what causes them in my kids and I know what to look for in drug reactions and interactions. I know if my kids are sick or hinting at getting sick, what seizures are only specific to certain times of the month and what if anything might be causing an out of ordinary increase in seizure activity. On a given day I can be witness to give or take five or so seizures of all different varieties depending on the child and their creative nature that day. We also score points around her for gymnastic ability while semi conscious. This all being said....trust me when I tell you whatever it is I am telling you. It's just easier that way.

Trust me

Come'on Friday! You can do it!

Here we are Friday.  You know you are a big event day in this house.  Fridays over the years have traditionally been days where I would receive calls that may or may not mean a baby is coming and then the office is closed for the weekend before I could back to them or we have to wait until the following week to meet.  It was a Friday also when Ailish died.  Fridays then are sort of the yank the Wheatley chain day of the week.  This is why I traditionally love Mondays unlike most folk.  Mondays are when everyone is back to work and things get moving.

Today would be a perfect day to be called to adopt a newborn baby.  Just sayin.  First it's Friday.  Second....well never mind there is no second.  Every day is a perfect day to be called about a baby.

So remember everyone....especially you Canadian folks......spread the word.  We're here with open arms to welcome a new little bundle.