“You’re mocking me again.” It’s a familiar breakfast refrain in our house. I used to wonder why he married me, until I realized that I am a source of constant entertainment and bemusement to him. “Only you would make a game out of cleaning up, ” was his retort. “I’m a mother. THAT’S WHAT WE…
Category: household humour
FYI about Corn (and “what on earth was I thinking?”)
Katherine adores corn on the cob and will transport into paroxysms of delight at being told she can have some. Ordinary corn is pretty good, too, but there’s something special about corn on the cob that elevates it to a higher plane of satisfaction in the realm of kid-dom. Katherine refers to corn on the…
Ah, nudity (or, she has a future in law and I should be more precise in my demands)
I was dusting the living room (yes, okay, I know I should be outside enjoying the sun or working on the heaps of stuff I have yet to finish, but I’m in a rotten mood today and was cleaning house. Deal.) when a bolt of naked lightening transected my peripheral vision screaming, “Yipppeeeeeee……..!” There was…