The trouble with crafting kids

Encourage her artistic creativity, they say.

Let her bake and cook if she wants to, they say.

What they don’t say is how to get her to clean up. What they don’t offer is to come over and clean up for, or even with her. Oh no, they just want to see a child in her peak creativity mode. Admire her crafts and eat her baked products.

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What I say, what they hear

It has occurred to me that what I say and what kids hear is not the same.

Surprise! I bet you didn’t know that… 😉

It appears to me that they have different interpretations of my spoken word. A brief conversation with a grade 8 teacher on a non-related matter, over email, tells me I am not alone. Ha.

I don’t get it though. I think I’m very clear when I speak… 🙃

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First world problems: indoor plumbing

I am trying to teach people in my household about the courtesy flush.

It’s not working.

This is a small house.

🙄

Seriously considering getting an outhouse put in the backyard. Then I can send them to the loo with a roll of TP and that’s that.

Does Amazon sell that?

😉

A few more days of grin and bear it

I think I’m ready.

Ready for them all to go back to their regular routine, out of the house, so I can get back to mine.

(Sorry, I just don’t have anything else on my brain at the moment…regular writing will resume next week.)

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Spoiled and spring-cleaning

I feel like an apocalyptic survivor.

There is a non-working fridge in my kitchen, kids’ activity schedules are ridiculously busy, the cars are on the verge of needing minor or major repairs, and all my food is in coolers on the back porch.

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This is what procrastination looks like

Well, here’s one example…

This is one of four full bins which resided on my very long driveway along the northern house wall for several months. But before you think we’re a bunch of hopeless boozers, let it be know that these bins date back to before Christmas. I was simply too lazy to drag the empties to the Beer store where returns for funds can be made, and so the bins accumulated.

🙄

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