Whirling

It’s a head-in-a-blender-and-did-you-remember-to-unplug-it sort of Friday, leading me straight into a weekend of chaos. Some people like Fridays. I still am not sure I understand why. I have heard that some people have relaxing weekends. I really must find out what those are like. Saturday is far more work than Friday, even without a kid’s…

Picking up speed

Another year has cycled through and Katherine is nine. It constantly astounds me how time accelerates as children grow. When I watch her now, there’s so little of the baby left and the child fast-disappearing as well; the girl is as much coloured by the adult she’ll be as by the infant she was. Happy…

Plastered

On alternate Wednesdays, Katherine’s friend Jasper comes over after school and yesterday’s visit was a foray into mask-making. We tied back hair, slathered faces (including eyebrows) in petroleum jelly to protect their skin and had a very firm discussion about the virtues of staying still and keeping one’s eyes closed during the process. Note: Plaster…

Vancouver-ho! and Flutterby Progress

I did a lot of getting all the titchy, tiny, little pieces ready yesterday and so actually only assembled one butterfly. But the rest are now ready to go and it should be a fairly streamlined process. I also finished up a wee sweater (in this pattern). While I love the result, I have to…

Where did she go?

I apologize for the flurry of posts followed by silence. I’ve been chugging away at work and juggling family stuff (Katherine’s eighth birthday is this week which means cakes, parties and dragons, oh my!) and trying to make it all fit together in-between seemingly endless amounts of snow. You wouldn’t think that snow could have…

Quote from Katherine

Katherine, who understands about as much as she wants to of the ways of birds and bees, uttered the following just now, “A long time ago, Heather was very, very married and then Jean and Eleanor were both born.” Thankfully, Heather is just as very married now, although without more of Katherine’s suggested consequences.

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…

A puzzling thought

If you are a parent, you will, at some point find yourself faced with a heap of pieces from eight different jigsaw puzzles that your child has jumbled and crammed into eight boxes. No one box will be a complete puzzle. You will either: throw the lot out while your kid isn’t looking (tricky) give…

The wheels on the bus go…

I truly am stunned by a recent situation in which a local school bus driver was found impaired while driving (with no kids in the bus at the time). It seems obvious to me that sobriety while operating a moving vehicle (any vehicle at any time, for that matter) would be a very basic qualification…