So it’s supper time.John won’t be home until 8:30pm or thereabouts. I’m in survival mode and am relying on a bath to kill the last hour or so before bedtime. Katherine is sitting at the kitchen table, before a plate of whole wheat spaghetti and Parmesan (her choice supper). Three bites later….. K: I’m done…
Category: household humour
One ring to rule them all….
Cheerios, I mean. Katherine will only eat Cheerios (or some O-shaped clone). I’ve tried Rice Crispies, oatmeal (she’ll grudgingly eat it, but not for breakfast), Shreddies, various healthy flakes. No go. When it comes to her breakfast, my kid is a cereal monogamist.
From the mouths….
It was snack time yesterday and Katherine was doing one of her favourite tricks of late; the rhyming game. The format is simple. You pick a word and Katherine gives you three or four words that rhyme with it. I’m often surprised at what she comes up with. There are words on the tip of…
Point of information
It takes about twenty (unpleasant) minutes of rinsing to get one entire 265mL bottle of kids’ shampoo out of the chin-length bob of a four-year-old. The resulting hair is clean, but possibly no cleaner than a half-teaspoon would have made it.
Three approaches to one problem
Yesterday we ran out of dog food. My stop-gap measure during such an emergency is to feed the dogs cooked brown rice. This fills them up enough that they don’t create drool puddles on the floor while watching us eat. It also alleviates the need to regularly count the limbs and digits of all humanoids…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 