Showing posts with label Laughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Laughter. Show all posts

Friday, July 4, 2014

Dangerous Technology

I am in possession of a (rather rubbishy) phone that has a swipe-able keypad thing-a-me.

So instead of tapping each letter you swipe over the keyboard and the word magically works itself out...

or it doesn't.

yeah,

so when you are new to a place and trying to make friends and you send someone a text asking if they still want to meet for a hot chocolate you should probably check before hitting send,

just in case you send a text that says:

do you still want to meet for a hot copulate?

oh yes, I did!

Welcome to my world people.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

things the 5 year old says

The Atlas suggests the boys might like to watch a little bit of star wars together. (They've never watched the whole thing just little snippets like the pod racing.)

Bounce says, 'I want the bit with the boobies. I want the boobies. Boobies, boobies, boobies'

My eyes are large and I am looking at The Atlas like 'boobies????'

Turns out he wants the bit with the little bear/ewok thingys in the woods when they do their fight. (It's in movie 6 - the last of the original ones).

There are no boobies in it, well none that I call boobies. Plenty of what Bounce calls boobies.

image from google images

We might need to help him come up with a new name for them I think.

love you more than a boobie crisis averted xxxx

Friday, September 20, 2013

Five Reasons You Should Not Run - The Ugly Truth

Sometimes I hide things from you, not in a "I'm eating chocolate secretly in the pantry while my kids are having apple for afternoon tea" kind of way.

No I hide things I think are tedious, boring or really not likely to keep going (like I'm going to stop eating rubbish).

So.... in the interests of confession I have been running all through the winter. At 6am most weekdays meeting with other mamas, freezing our butts off, rolling our ankles, and philosophising about the world while we waddle run around the neighbourhood.

In the last 4 or 5 months, culminating in a public 10km run last weekend I have learnt some things I think you should know.

Let's get this straight though - I am not a runner. I stopped running after primary school when I stopped winning races. I haven't run since except for a bus or the last block of fair trade chocolate at the supermarket.
My prefered running position!

Here are my top 5 reasons you should not take up running:

1. Clothes - Running clothes are very unattractive. On the weekend there was entirely too much lycra for anyone - and some of those ladies were unaware they had run the modesty out of the fabric on their stretchy running pants, I'm talking to you blue floral knickers! Now I hear you telling me 'you are a sewist, why don't you make something nice to run in.' Yes I hear you. I have thought of it - but really? Something I am going to sweat in. Something I am going to wear doing something entirely un-fun... yeah who can be bothered with that? If you like clothes and like to be seen in public wearing pleasant things -sport is not for you. It really is not. Stop here.

2. Public Humiliation - If you take up running it is highly likely you will end up in a compromising position. Not with the cute guy in your running group (really? you want a cute guy to see you in those awful running clothes?). No - the position you are going to end up in involves very fast waddling into the nearest gas station to relieve yourself immediately, hoping and praying you will make it in time. Do you really want to share this kind of situation with others? Do you want to take the risk of filling your pants in close proximity to 400 other people? No - I thought not. You can thank me later for saving your personal image, even though I lost mine to find out.

3. Looks - Along side filling your trousers, lets be honest the runners in movies and on ads run for about 5 seconds with full make up and airbrushing - you won't be! You will look red, sweaty and your hard-to-style bangs will stick to your head or stick up in the air, or both. Your mouth will be dry and you will have very unattractive sweat patches in inappropriate places. While this may not matter at 6am in the pitch black with other mothers from school you will not feel the same when you are wobbling around in public. You might feel like an olympic runner but when you see the photos you'll realise you really don't look like one.


4. Jiggly Bits - If you are endowed with lovely curves and a womanly bust you can bet you'll be forking out money you would rather spend on a new pair of shoes finding some great invention of engineering to hold those things in place. It won't look nice, it will involve serious wrestling to get in and out of, it will cost lots of money and the only time you will appreciate it is the day it's dirty and you wear a normal bra and your bosoms knock you out, and possibly cause a car accident from a distracted driver.

5. Weight Loss - And after all this effort, humiliation, lycra and that's without mentioning the pain - you won't lose weight. Just so you know even when you run every morning, sometimes up a hill it does not cancel out eating peanut butter out of the jar while you make school lunches and hiding in the cupboard eating chocolate. Those jiggly bits don't even care about your running - they only disappear when you eat carrots and soup.... yeah... sucks huh?

So there you have it. Don't run. It's not fun - did I tell you that already?


This post is dedicated to the women who have seen me in all of the above 5 situations and still keep turning up at my gate at 6am - you ladies, well frankly, you're crazy but I like you anyway.

Love you more than the day it rains and we all get to sleep in xxx

Monday, August 12, 2013

B.M.W.B - why yes this is my brain protector

You know that when you put a pair of underpants on your head it will protect your brain from aliens...
You didn't know that?
But I assure you it is true.
This is about making a mundane more fun - Bounce and I were chatting during folding the washing. He still doesn't believe that his undies can protect my brain but we had a lot of laughs.
Just to top it off we had some fun on photo booth.

I'm too boring and task focused too often. Just because a job has to be done doesn't mean it can't be done with a laugh.

Becoming the Mama I want to be is about taking time to enjoy the journey of parenting, to honour it's value and to hopefully inspire and encourage each other. 

Create Hope Inspire

Simple. Achievable. Intentional: becoming the mama I want to be

Button code on the right if you want it

Love you more than a folded load of fresh-off-the-line washing. x

Friday, May 3, 2013

Words You Say

Bounce: I remember being in your tummy mama

Mama: What could you see?

Flip: Water - you could see water

Bounce: Yeah, oh no actually milk, there was lots of milk. And I could see your heart (eyes shining looking excited). And I could see the inside of your eyes. I still remember how that looks.

Happy last day of holidays xx I wish they were another week long

Friday, December 21, 2012

Just Checking

Favourite thins this week was the following conversation



Me: Have you had enough water to drink today?

Bounce: I'll just go and check (goes to the toilet for a pee)

Bounce: No I haven't (because the wee wasn't clear)

He then has some water and races back to the toilet to check, but finds he's all out of wees

Bounce: I didn't think there was any left

I think 4-year-old boys are rad.

They have also discovered the delights of sprinkler running and hose chasing over the last few days.

There is always so much to be grateful for but this week I am grateful that it is holiday time and I have my 3 favourite boys home to enjoy the festive season with.

Joining in with the ever grateful and interesting Meghan

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

B.M.W.B #47 - Commentary

On Sunday evening we had dinner early and went for a walk together. Usually the boys would have headed off and done this while I made tea and I wouldn't have minded but I am being more mindful these days. More intentional to be involved to include myself in the adventure.

Having boys makes me acutely aware that if I don't choose to hang out there will be a time that they stop remembering to ask me.

While we were there I did some commentary on what they were doing. It is just as it sounds - being like a sports commentator and describing with enthusiasm all that they are doing.

The boys love this so, so much. Of course it shows that you are really paying attention - you can't make a comment on the moment they swerve to the side when you aren't watching.

I love watching them grow, seeing their delight. I love the special moments The Atlas and I share when we see them doing something that is as sweet as all the good things we know rolled up into one moment.

I do love these boys, unashamedly - they are my delight.


This year I am making more of a conscious effort to have quality moments with my boys. B.M.W.B (becoming the mama I want to be)  is my way of recording and hopefully inspiring other mama’s too. 
 Simple. Achievable. Intentional: becoming the mama I want to be.

Friday, April 20, 2012

This Week I'm Loving

School holidays.... yes I do love them (and we've especially enjoyed grandad coming to stay!)
and I am SO loving this wee vid made by a man who is dear to my heart and featuring a wee man also dear to me.
It's Friday and the weekend is coming, oh yes and a weekend with good things in it too
What has made you laugh this week? Go on tell me
Other people loving stuff here