Dona Nobis Pacem
Welcome to this year’s first Blog Blast for Peace, and my first one ever. Yes *blush* I’m a virgin no longer.
Peace is such a broad topic that it’s been hard to fix on something specific to write about.
I thought about being flip and discussing the brawls we have in the UpsideDownHouse each school morning, when Wren refuses to get out of bed.
But it seemed too trivial when I think about what each morning must be like for families in war~torn countries like Sudan, Somalia, Congo and the Ivory Coast. And that’s just in Africa.
Attack of the rabid 5 year olds with sugar overdose
This quiz reminded me of the last birthday party we held for Wren, when we naively included some 6 & 7 year boys among the select group of 18 invitees.
We lived to regret it. Boys are so crazy at that age. At any age.
We didn’t even allow them red cordial. I think their parents must have fuelled them up beforehand. They certainly did the drop and dash quickly enough.
We will not make the same mistake twice.
I’m now planning that Mr Bump will only be allowed to have girls to his parties as he grows up.
So how many 5 year olds could you take?
Friday’s Foto Finish Fiesta
This is how pathetic I was when Wren was new.
I was soooooo terrified of her being upset that I used to take her into the bathroom with me when I showered. In case she woke up crying.
This picture probably helps to explain why she can be so clingy when I’m around, yet outgoing and confident when she thinks I’m not.
Thank God I learnt my lesson and did things differently with Mr Bump. He barely notices me.
Although, on second thoughts, maybe I went a bit far the other way.
But I am not having number three to try again for the middle road.
Thanks to Carrie for this fun meme!