kitty: wow, look at that reefer!
digby: that's a big one but i've seen bigger
kitty: i love reefers
digby: mama makes the best reefers
kitty: when i have a house i'll make lots of reefers
digby: can you share them with me?
kitty: well, maybe you can have one...
for a minute there even i was worried that our kids were rollin with drug lords! they were of course talking about christmas wreaths on people's front doors. phew!
we head off for our camping holiday tomorrow morning. it's lucky i'm a half responsible parent now or i may be tempted to indulge in some reefers myself to get through this adventure.
have a very merry christmas everyone! love to you and yours.
see you for new year.
and now one from the “stuff i swore i’d never do once i had children” files. i tell you, it’s overflowing peeps. file this video of our kids singing a christmas song with 2-dollar-shop antlers on their heads between picking through vacuum cleaner lint to find lego man’s binoculars and spitting on my finger to tidy a little face as we walk through the preschool gate. ...
we are all about the vids at the moment — check this festive domino run we say on Junior Society that plays a christmas tune. get out of town with your cleverness Jared Lyon.
fingers crossed that a worm tablet crushed into a drink of warm milo does not cause an adverse reaction
news just in: “world’s first ever dedicated Wiggles store that has just opened at Sydney International Airport” oh jeez, i just almost vommed all over my keyboard. i usually let the little things slide to leave room for getting worked up about biggies like politics and such but i freakin hate the wiggles. sorry. i do.
i have not so much as glanced sideways at a home exercise device since my days of owning (and not so much using) an abroller in the early ’90s. i like the idea of exercise taken in fresh air, thanks. but last week i found myself scribbling down a wii fit on my christmas wishlist. what the eff is wrong with me? next thing you know i’ll be picking up the phone and dialing for that zumba...
there are bushfires all around our town. the sound of helicopters has become a constant. i am worried about people and their homes and animals and their homes. things are so dry and dusty. my vege patch has been decimated by the sickening, hot winds that have been whipping our little part of the world. my eyes are red and itchy from the smoke and wind. i’ve had a headache every day this...