Her body is a temple, or at least a one-story detached….

Katherine spent yesterday contemplating the insides of things. K: What does it look like inside a car? Messy. Lots of wires. Big hunks of metal and pipes. Where does the gas go? Into the gas tank. How do we put it there? With the pump at the gas station. How does it come out again?…

Able to leap tall contradictions in a single bound

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…

Katherine’s Choices

Katherine is pretty reliable when it comes to using the toilet. We bought this low-tech cool seat thingy for her (from Coo Chi Coo, if you’re in the St. John’s area and looking) so that she can use other peoples’ toilets as she wasn’t keen on this at first. While we’re on the subject…. potty…

Small Book Splurge

We don’t usually have much money these days to spend on books (to our great collective chagrin), but very occasionally (usually in the gloom of winter) we treat ourselves. Last night’s trip to Chapters saw John pick up this: Which he got because he really enjoyed this (a Christmas or birthday present from last year):…

Today’s dress code brought to you by the VanTan Club

Picture, if you will, my child today. She is just four years old (recently turned four), forty-one inches tall and forty-one pounds. She is currently wearing the following: rainbow underwear, inside-out one adult-sized hair buckle, falling out one sock: Today she decided that having a “jammy day” (which she has every day of the week)…

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.

Guess where I’ll be July 21st?

The date has been set. Must book the two days following (one for reading, one for catching up on sleep) to finish the series! That is, if John doesn’t beat me to the copy we’ll buy! I truly wonder what J.K. Rowling will write next….

Perspective

Katherine and I were doing words and letters yesterday It went something like this: Me: Okay, “Dog”. What does “d-d-d-dog” start with? K: (pause) “Dee!” Me: Right! Alright, now, “snake”. What does “sssssssnake” start with? K: (instantly) “Ess! Ess for Steve!” Me: You got it! Next is “piñata”. What does “p-p-piñata” start with? K: Pee…

The effects of living with children….

It’s Saturday night. We’re on our way out to dinner with friends. I’ve just briefed the two fifteen year-old girls who are babysitting. John sits in the car, snickering. Me: What’s so funny? John: Oh, nothing. Me: No really. What gives? John: The last thing you said to those poor girls was, and I quote,…

Bad mother

Right. We have reached a new low in this house. I am sitting here endeavouring to get some work done and Katherine is playing fetch. Really. I throw the tennis ball out into the hall and she brings it back. Her retrieve is pretty good. She can even beat two of the dogs consistently. The…