Me: Oh hi! K: Can we go outside and play bubbles? Me: Not yet. It's still raining. When the rain stops, we can go out. K: What is the rain doing? Me: The rain is raining. K: What is it doing? Me: It's raining. On The Just. And on the unjust fella. But mostly on…
Category: household humour
Beguiled by the sun
Summer is here, as evidenced by the friend I found below. It's my finger, as Katherine won't let any sort of bug on her. We're working on this fear. Part of the treatment is me letting creepy-crawlies amble anbout my person. I have to admit, I'm not much enjoying it. The butterflies and spiders are…
What have we done?
We have a lot of books in our house. One of the things on which we pride ourselves on is having books that reflect our interests; tomes that can be pulled from the shelf at need to reveal information or solve debates. We have a Concise Oxford English dictionary in the house that floats from…
The Dogs to Whom We Have Gone
I rarely actually mention the dogs these days, mostly because they're not a problem. Amazing how much more creative we can be when writing about things that are a nuisance or drive us crazy than about those facets of our life which hum along quietly. When I started this blog, we had four dogs. Since…
Painting with Katherine
Today we did washes. First with watercolours….. Then with bathtubs! Seriously, though, it was much easier to explain the concept of a watercolour wash to Katherine, who is just over three, than it was to explain the Mona Lisa. When asked why the lady didn't have hair on her forehead, you CANNOT tell a preschooler…
