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I Used To Do That All The Time

29/10/2010 - 09:13

I remember doing that a fair bit as a kid. We'd drive home late evening from my sister's place (she lived on the other side of the river in Perth) and I'd feel so tired, I didn't want to get up and walk inside, so I would pretend to be asleep. I'd hear my Mum say, "Oh, she's asleep." Dad would offer to carry me in, and then I'd miraculously awaken once I reached my bedroom!

It's quite a nice little memory for me. :)

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I'm So With You...

29/10/2010 - 09:09

Great post, Sophie. Have always enjoyed your writing. ;)

We took our 'big boys" (two eldest) to Italy in 2005. The 8yo was 3 back then; the 6yo was 18mths. We left Sydney at 10pm, thinking 'oh, they'll sleep as soon as we get on the plane'. Ah...no. They were both so excited, it was after midnight when the 6yo fell asleep, and about 1.30am when the 8yo did.

And why is it, that when kids do *finally* decide to sleep on planes, they do so, like, 15 minutes before the plan is about to land?

By the time we got to London (our stop before Milan - we used points) I had been awake for over 40 hours, the kids were exhausted, and we could hardly function.

However, when we returned home to Sydney, it was better, because we flew *in* at night, and went to bed at a normal bed time, so we didn't end up with much jet lag at all!

That's my tip: schedule flights to arrive early evening, so you can get to bed and just sleeeeeep.

x

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Lovely post..and spot on

29/10/2010 - 09:00

This was great, Sally.

There are definitely people who try their hardest to portray a perfect life to others, but all parents know that's impossible.

And anyway...I kind of think that all the good and the bad that comes with parenting *is* perfect in a way. It's how life is.

:)

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Some Adults Have The Same Problem!

29/10/2010 - 08:57

I agree Yvette. I don't like the use of these words, and if I heard my 3 boys using them, I'd be correcting them.

But what about parents? I have a friend whose husband has often said to his kids, "What are you...retarded or something?" and I don't like it. He has used it around my kids too.

Also, on Twitter yesterday, a girl I really like also used 'retarded' in a tweet, and I was going to DM her and say, 'You shouldn't use that', but I chickened out!

I'd have no problem telling a child - other's children included - to watch their mouths, but have a problem telling adults the same thing! They are examples to their kids. Not always good ones.

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Beautiful

10/07/2010 - 10:00

Carol - I have never read the story of your Mum's death before this. I think I started reading your blog around the time you scattered her ashes. So beautifully written - and my heart goes out to you that you had to go through that.

Your sons are so fortunate to have had their time with your Mum, and I'm quite certain they will have gorgeous memories of her. My sons hardly see their grandparents, especially my parents, because they are in their 80s and they all live in Perth. However, just yesterday, when we were washing an apple, the 8yo went to polish it with the tea towel, and said, "Remember how Grandma always does this?" She did it ONCE for him, years ago in Perth, and he remembers. I can't tell you how heartwarming that was for me to hear him say that.

My sister died at the age of 17 when I was about 6mths old. So, even though I didn't, in theory, know her, I feel as though I do, because my parents - my Mum especially - always spent time talking about Valda and telling us funny stories and the like. I could describe her as though we had grown up together. I think that's really important. To keep talking about them after they die. Some people find it difficult, but it's so very important to do.

xxx

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