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!
Cats on Tuesday ~ Love My Mum
This photo was taken when I was 9mths pregnant with Wren, doing cross~stitch and being laid upon by my much~adored cat Tiki.
It’s not a very clear picture, but it’s important.
Tiki had developed feline diabetes about a year earlier, and not long after Wren was born she passed away.
I adopted Tiki when I was 19 and very ill. She was the best company I could have had, and she loved that I spent so much time cuddling in bed with her. CFS does that to a body.
It’s been over seven years, and I still miss her every day. Particularly now that I’m in the middle of a relapse and no longer have her to nap with.
But I can still feel her with me.
Tiki was really something special.
Two Things about being a mother
I found this meme at the daily meme not long ago, and jotted down my two things to share.
The idea is that in any job, there are really only two things that are really important. Everything else? I guess you can fudge it…
So here’s my two things about being a mum:
- Discipline must be fair-handed and immediate, while hugs and kisses are great almost anytime.
- Never think “he/she would never do that”, because they probably will at some time.
Here’s the link if you want to take part.
5 things I want my kids to know
This is a meme that I found about from browsing through Susan’s Blog; One-Woman Show. The original meme information is here. You need to list five things that you’d like your children to know before they grow up.
It’s something we think & talk about a lot here, so I suppose my answers may seem a little serious for some people. I take parenting very seriously, sometimes too seriously. I really have to try hard to relax and just let things flow a little.
Menu Plan Monday
I thought I’d try my hand at being a little more organised by planning my menu for the week.
To appear even more organised, I’m posting it here on my blog so that the world can see just how efficient I am 
Tell Me Thursday: Time Out
Yesterday’s photo was obviously of my son’s tricycle, behind a wire fence.
There are three theories about how it got there.
The first one was mine, that Mr Bump threw it over the fence in a paddy when he was tired.
The second one is Mr Bump’s, that it just got there.
The third one is Wren’s, that she put it there playing a trick on her brother.
What do you think?
