Carla Delvex. Motherhood. Things in between.
Posted in Family, Rememberance, Scrabble, grandparents on Jan 29th, 2010
My little girl reaches into the Scrabble bag and pulls out a tile. She opens her hand ever-so-slowly and her face beams with alphabetty-pleasure as she immediately starts laying out her next word on the board. She puts down a H connected to an A from the word “SPADE” followed by a P,P,Y. “Happy,” [...]
Posted in Challenge, Family, November, Writing, differences, grandparents on Nov 25th, 2009
Respect your elders. -Mary Schmich 1979 She sat very quiet. Some might say as quiet as a mouse, although really she was more of a chameleon. Merging with the beige couch, her little knees together, back straight, eyes looking, but absolutely no speaking. When it was time for dinner she was beckoned to join the [...]
Posted in Family, Food, Travel, Uncategorized, dating, getting older, memories, mid life crisis on Sep 14th, 2009
On the weekend we took a day trip down to Phillip Island. Along the way we stopped for some road-munchies at the local supermarket. I had a bit of a tummy upset so I grabbed some licorice (need I say anymore??!!??). In the car I snapped open the bag and popped a black stick into dear [...]
Posted in Family, Uncategorized, dad on Sep 5th, 2009
Happy Father’s Day Brunz. The kids and I are lucky to have you in our lives. Even if you do eat all the cheezels xo
Posted in Family, Parenting, growing up, hormones, kids, tantrum on Sep 5th, 2009
Last night our son left our loungeroom- upset with something his Dad had told him to do and stormed to his bedroom. He slammed his door so hard that the house rattled and a blast of his hormones assaulted us in the jetstream. Dad, not one for warnings, took his DS console, which son had left on [...]
Posted in China, Family, Forbidden City, Parenting, Travel, camp, daughter, kids, one child policy on Sep 2nd, 2009
Behind the Hall of Preserving Harmony is the largest courtyard of the Forbidden city. As some of our group, sweaty but determined, headed up the grand marble staircase I was distracted by a gathering of folk who seemed intent on trying to fan themselves while catching two wild children. These kids were slippery indeed. They [...]
Posted in Family, Parenting, Uncategorized, camp, daughter, eight years old, expectations, growing up, kids, school on Aug 29th, 2009
This afternoon we trolled through the garage (otherwise known as the repository for everything other than the car) looking for a case suitable for Miss 8’s impending camp. Her first camp. I finally found the one I was looking for, a snazzy-surfy one that her big brother had used on his first camp. I was elated. [...]
Posted in Family, Parenting, dance, daughter, eight years old, exam, expectations, growing up, jazz, kids, school on Aug 28th, 2009
According to my weeping daughter, who had flung herself across her bed, two girls, (count them fingers sticking up at me) two girls in her jazz ballet class got a grade higher than she did in her dance exam. I make her sit up. We wipe the trail of snot off her pillowcase and closely [...]
Posted in Family, Food, Parenting, cheese, cooking, growing up, kids on Aug 27th, 2009
At exactly 3.27pm every week day I hear the same words whined at me from the back seat of our car. “I’m staaaarving Mum.” No, you are not starving. Your bellies are plump and round from last night’s supper of chocolate teddy bear bickies and ding milk, not distended from years of malnutrition- the [...]
Posted in Family, Music, Parenting, Twitter, growing up, kids on Aug 26th, 2009
Miss 8 just told me that my way of doing subtraction was ‘old fashioned.” On a piece of paper she jots down a two figure sum and proceeds to demonstrate the modern way of doing math. “See Mummy’ she said, ‘makes more sense.” I need a cup of tea. “Now can we practice my [...]