Dam age

Beetle had a rough afternoon today, and I proved myself to have no sympathy whatsoever
I picked her up early from kindy, knowing they’d be releasing the kids as parents arrived because of the rain, and we drove up towards my parents’ place for a quick visit with Nana.
Part way there, Beetle started crying.
“What’s the matter? [...]

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Almost a storm

There was supposed to be a storm, this weekend. Well, there was an actual storm. It just didn’t blow any roofs off houses in our particular neighbourhood. But, lacking a crystal ball, I spent Saturday morning checking the weather news on the ‘net and trying to decide to which extent my storm [...]

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Told off, and other conversations all in one post

Beetle admonishes me frequently.  “Mummy, don’t ever growl at me ever again!“
To which I must remind her that undoubtably, it will be necessary to growl at her in future.
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On Wednesday night, after Billie and Beetle ate a suprisingly number of edamame (they call them “Popper Beans”), Beetle blithely looked Bear in the eye and chucked [...]

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