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Friday night funny. Not.

Friday, October 31st, 2008

Want to hear the one about the defiant threenager who, upon being told  that the coins she has been saving for a trip into the city to visit Daddy at work have been put away in a safe place because: a) she had been putting them in her mouth because it’s so funny to see [...]

“Daddy why are you shorter than Mummy? I know…it’s because you have to go to work isn’t it?”

Monday, October 27th, 2008

Thank you and goodnight.

Bad karma

Wednesday, October 1st, 2008

This morning, for the thousandth time, I offered A the option of doing what I asked or going to the thinking/whinging/please just get the hell away from me chair. You know what she said? “That’s not my choice Mummy, they’re YOUR choices. I want MY choice…where’s MY choice… (I started to do the 123 count)…stop [...]

Shades of A and E

Saturday, September 27th, 2008

A is currently fixated with drawing and writing her name (forwards, and, rather intriguingly, backwards too). Happily this means that at the first sign of boredom all I have to do is whip out some paper and textas and away she goes. We’ve had rainbows, spiders (!!), pictures of the family at the beach and [...]

We’ve got ourselves a scarily smart one

Monday, September 8th, 2008

Two comments of note from miss A this week, she who is all of three years and seven months old: I can’t see my eyes, but I can see out of my eyes. You too Mummy, you can see out of your eyes but you can’t see your eyes….except in the mirror. Me too! Some [...]

Still here. Just.

Thursday, July 31st, 2008

And no that has nothing to do with my MIL, who has been a massive help and company and the reason I was able to get my first proper hair cut and colour in four years (side note: I’m not that keen on the red foils),  something to do with the two to one nap [...]

The eye has it

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

That little heart sticker that I tried to remove from A’s eye yesterday has magically reappeared and we have not been able to extract it from its cosy little position beneath her bottom eyelid. So mr hissychick has just taken our little punk chick to the GP after hours clinic attached to the nearest metropolitan [...]

Testing…one..doo..Memo to clothing manufacturers: builder’s cleavage is not appropriate for a threenager

Tuesday, July 8th, 2008

What the hell is it with little girls’ clothing? I am sick to death of the fact that all pants and undies from the usual big chain department stores are hipster style, and no matter how big they are A’s little bottom keeps peeping out of the top.  She’s not in the least bit comfortable, [...]

Three years five months

Friday, July 4th, 2008

You talk and discuss and muse aloud, using words such as interested, dangerous and probiotic in their appropriate contexts with consummate ease. You have so many funny sayings and philosophical questions, as I have faithfully recorded so many times on this blog. You can dress yourself from head to toe, patiently threading the straps of [...]

Dismissed

Tuesday, June 24th, 2008

Me: So what did you do at preschool today? A (ignoring me):…………… Me (a few moments later): A, did you have fun today? What sorts of things did you do? A (ignoring me again):…… Me (persisting after a short pause): Painting? Dress ups? Play…. A (sighing and cutting me off): Mummy, I don’t know. I’ll [...]

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