So, this happened:The other night, I suddenly heard a big clatter, and saw my compact open and upside-down on the bathroom floor, and I knew when I picked it up, there would be a mess of pearlized-brown powder deeply embedded in the grout lines of the tile.I swore a whole bunch.I've still been … [Read more...]
But, It’s Still Daytime!
I hear this almost every night before trying to wrestle the children into bed. These days, it's sometime between 9:30 and 10 PM. For me this is entirely too late, but this is just how summer goes.The downside of summer, I mean. (I wouldn't much of a Grumble Girl without mentioning this point once or … [Read more...]
Creating Birthday Monsters
About a week ago, Oliver got busy calculating how many days it will be until he turns eight-and-a-half. Then of course, his sister started to pipe up about when her half-birthday was. It was on Saturday.Mid-way through the evening, she asked me where her cake was.Me: You want a cake?She: *breathes* … [Read more...]
That Time I Packed My Kid’s Lunch In a Wine Bag.
I got this email a few days ago from Madame's camp people, saying they were making a trip to the pool, hats, sunscreen, blah, blah, blabbity-blah, and could you please send a brown bag lunch with nothing to be reheated... no containers... basically, they want to throw everything away at the end … [Read more...]
Say (It Ain’t) Cheese
For Canada Day festivities, all my awesome neighbourhood peeps came outdoors to party street-style: it was basically a huge grill-fest for young kids and old kids alike, with all the side salads, chips, and accoutrement to go with all the meat things we barbecued, including the burgers and dogs. It … [Read more...]
Getting Around Town
Madame's half-day camp is miles and miles and miles away from our house.(Okay, it's maybe one-and-a-half kilometres, and about a 15 minute walk, and much longer with a pokey four-year-old in tow.)Now that the stroller is completely out of our lives, we're really left to being on foot when we go … [Read more...]
Looking Back
Last week, my boy was registered at soccer camp - the very same one he's gone to for the last two summers. At the door he turned to me and said: Can I walk there by myself? He actually winced, thinking I'd say no.I knew this day was coming. He is eight. I surprised him and myslef by … [Read more...]
My New Wheels
Have I ever mentioned how I don't drive? Yes, well...Last week while at the store, during the crazy heat wave we had, I had about forty minutes left on my own to get a few grocery items before picking up Madame from school. The term was ending, and I needed provisions for the pre-school … [Read more...]
On Eye-rolling, Sass, and Why Manners Matter.
My kids have asked me in the past why manners matter, and why it's important to be polite, and my answer is always along the lines of, "because it shows respect for the people around you, and it demonstrates to others what kind of treatment you expect in return." Do unto others... really, that's … [Read more...]
G Is For Grungy
Have I mentioned before how much I love white linens and things? Well, I do. Many people will argue that white shows dirt too readily, to which I say: I prefer dirt I can see.That said, when it comes to dirt and small people, I might be in over my head. We bought a white loveseat for the … [Read more...]
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