Never a dull moment – Monday

On Monday the girl child went off to school as she always does. I spent my morning hours doing what I usually do while simultaneously doing a load of laundry when suddenly, I got a text from her.

My tummy hurts, can you please pick me up!

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children + communication = mom in looney bin

Yesterday I spent most of the day doing this.

It was actually kind of relaxing as my partner prepped the old, original doors by sanding them down and puttying the holes and scratches. All I had to do was use a brush and paint the doors with primer.

The Benjamin Moore down the street recommended we use oil primer to seal the old wood properly. The doors are original to the house (1949) and in dire shape. They look ugly too. So this summer, my partner decided to do something about them. He started but then got called away to work so I offered to do the priming.

It’s messy, painting with oil. I turned off the AC and opened all the windows to keep the air flow going, and luckily it was a pleasantly hot rather than oppressively hot day.

I took one break to walk Jasper, beyond that I was busy with the the doors.

At some point in the afternoon the girl child announced she’s going to her friend’s and she’s bringing an overnight bag because it’ll probably turn into a sleepover.

(Doesn’t it always? 🙄 )

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Living with teens at the end of the school year

I need to get this off my chest. I know I’m not the only one who has these challenges, and I hesitated if I should bother blogging about it all all. But you know what? I need some positive vibes here from you, or at least some commiserating… 🙄

So allow me to entertain you with a funny story first, and an exasperating one second.

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Taking a moment to calm down

Omg I had a morning today I rather I didn’t…

It must be Friday. Or Monday. Or any school day… 🙄

If you consider yourself a squeamish person, stop reading now because I’ll tell you things you can’t unsee in this rant. But such is life for us women; just another issue we have no choice but to deal with.

Sigh.

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Less parenting? Sign me up.

Girl children are so amazing, you know that? My kid amazes me.

So she’s supposed to bake cookies for Valentine’s Day to fundraise for something, but some idiotic rule that baking at home at teacher’s request is *unsafe* has the kids planning a baking event at school, instead.

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Girl week, family connections and solo parenting

Last summer I got to spend a few quality days by myself when the kids went camping with their dad.

This was crucial to my mental health. It was like a recharge of my batteries.

Last summer I also got to spend an entire weekend alone with my boy, at a baseball tournament. We slept over in a college residence, ate some meals together, traveled in the car together. There wasn’t much time for bonding beyond those times since they played three games in one day, and one the night before and two the day after, but we were on our own, which is what I’m getting at.

This was good for me and hopefully just as good for my teen boy. Especially because these times are few and far between lately…

Well this week it’s girl’s week. 😍 The boys took off into the deep Canadian bush to hunt moose, so it’s just the girl child and me. For four full days.

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Summer and kids and groceries and slime

When I left home to do a big grocery shopping, my 10yo daughter had a friend here and they were making slime.

glue, shaving cream, borax and food color makes slime

Slime-making, I’ll have you know, is BIG ’round here with the tweens. Especially the tween girls.

Slime is fun!

I leave them with the husband and the dog and have no idea where the teenager disappeared to. I figured he’s plugged into fortnite, where else, but I didn’t check.

He was quite anxious to get home after our 45-minute bike-ride earlier…

Two hours later, I come home and the girl pal is still here making slime. (How much freaking slime do they need?)

As the husband holds the dog back, who can barely contain himself that I’m finally back where I belong, he announces this:

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