The things kids say!

Maccas

Earlier this week after a particularly trying day, we braved the McDonald’s drive thru so I could get a much-needed coffee. We ordered and paid on autopilot, not giving anything too much thought. As we moved up to the next window, the little dude pipes up and says “Would you like your receipt? She forgot to ask you that.” I almost died, and I realised that maybe I’d got one too many drive through coffees lately! Continue reading

And so big school begins

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“We saw a police car rescuing someone for driving too fast. He fell on the ground because he wanted to get away from the policeman. They pushed him on the floor. He wasn’t dead though. He was just laying on the floor. There wasn’t blood though.”
-Little Dude, big school, day 4.

This is what the little dude told us happened on an excursion today. It’s precisely why I am excited that he has started school, to listen to him retell the days event without us putting things in context for him. And it’s been rippers like this all week! Continue reading

What is normal anyway?

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Home sweet home. After four weeks in hospital it was an overwhelming relief to walk through the doors to our home. The familiar mess in the lounge room, our messy bed, children’s books strewn across the floor and one very pathetic feline! The problem with being home though is that often people assume that everything is back to normal. I know that we’ll settle into a new ‘normal’ but our life is so far from what we know as normal. A psychologist described it as a ‘complex and challenging situation’. She’s not wrong. Continue reading

Grandparents

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Not long after our son first came to live with us, I was around at my parent’s house with him. After playing with all the standard toys for a while he rushed into the spare room. My mother laughed. “I know what he’s gone to get,” she said. As his giggles subsided, I heard it. The most evil of noises, the most horrible sound – a small, plastic toy lawn mower. Continue reading