#1912 The YES movie

I have been watching 5 minute snippets of the movie ‘Yes Day’ for about 2 weeks now.

Baby girl found it on Netflix, after having watched it at school… she will watch it in snippets, and when it’s finished she hits play, and it starts ALL OVER AGAIN.

I had pretty much watched the movie in these short bursts, out of order, over this time.

And you know, despite seeing some things repeatedly, I actually didn’t mind it.

Yes. Yes yes yes. Even after watching that ice cream scene for the 7th time, I honestly didn’t mind.

It’s a family movie starring Jennifer Garner, wife and Mum of three who is just trying to be responsible and raise her kids… but always ends up saying no to their crazy and kid-like demands. So after a couple of hard truths come her way, she agrees to a ‘Yes’ day.

A day where she has to say yes to anything her kids ask.

😲😲😲😲

Yeah, I KNOW. It’s actually really cute, and funny. It’s also emotional, one of the last scenes had me literally in tears the first time I watched it, trying not to bawl, because I could relate so much with the mother-daughter relationship. Baby girl now knows that if she looks over at me, like she did tonight for that scene, that I will have tears in my eyes.

(Meanwhile I am trying SO HARD not to cry!)

And then she’ll say, “Mum, you’re a sook.”

And I’ll nod solemnly, because I’m the one who told her that anyway.

Back to the movie. As I said, we had watched it in snippets, but not in its complete entirety, and there were parts I happened to miss each time.

But being a Tuesday, our kinda-like Saturday if you like, since Hubbie and I don’t work Wednesdays, we had pizza on the couch and said yes to baby girl’s request.

Yes to a movie. The ‘Yes Day’ movie!

It was really cool. I loved it, and I think it’s the perfect movie to watch together with your child.

And if I didn’t already have The Four Tops in my head ALL week (I’ve been humming it at work constantly), after our movie night baby girl and I have been randomly breaking out into song with –

“Baby I need your lovin,’ got to have all your lovin’…”

#1902 3 dinner stops

So many threes lately.

You know there are heaps of things to look forward to when you have kids.

Slow walks as they grasp your hand and look up to you in admiration.

Running on the grass, squealing with laughter.

Watching them slurp ice cream.

Their sweet face as they fall asleep.

Deep hugs that tell you how much love they feel.

Then there are, the other things.

Like, trying to decide dinner on a Saturday night, and EVERYONE WANTS SOMETHING DIFFERENT.

Like, tonight.

I wanted noodles and dumplings.

Hubbie wanted a steak sandwich from the fish and chip shop.

Baby girl wanted a Happy Meal.

We debated for half an hour. Do we just get a pizza, stuff the running around?

But I really wanted the noodles!

So out we went.

To get the steak sanga.

Then the noodles and dumplings.

Then the happy meal.

This took us over 40 minutes. And we were local, but it was that busy out, it was crazy! We swore we wouldn’t do it again, but then I had my meal…

And it was so delicious. Sure I probably won’t make three stops again, I’ll just make them have dumplings with me. 😂

I’m grateful for dumplings, and these crazy nights where we’re driving around town together. 💖💖💖

#1901 3 beach day

I stood on the sand after 4pm, telling baby girl’s friend’s mum, that it was in fact my third visit to the sea and sand that day.

“Oh, you poor thing,” she teased.

I did in fact, feel bad to say it out loud. 3 beach visits in a day? Gee, sounds stressful!

But it happened rather randomly and unexpectedly, and the way it happened felt like it was MEANT to happen.

Maybe because things have been so shit for some time, the Universe aligned to give me a great, sunshine-y day. 🌞

I had important errands this morning after school drop-off, and after they were done I grabbed an egg and bacon toastie from Banjo’s, a cappuccino from Store Fifteen, and walked on down to the beach.

I’d had an egg and bacon toastie from Banjo’s YONKS ago, and back then it had blown my mind. Well it was pretty delish today, not really any mind-blowing, but that’s because I think I had cheese then, and not today.

Having not had any food since waking up, that brekkie on the beach was the best thing ever. I made friends with the seagulls, squinted into the sun, and watched a sea plane land in the water! It was incredible.

Then my sister and parents visited after lunch, with the sole purpose being, ‘a beach visit.’

So, again. First it had been Mothers.

This time, Mills.

I really loved that my parents seemed to enjoy it. Sis enjoyed it of course, for sure, she loves the water as I do. She dipped her feet into the mild waters, and Dad even did a light jog alongside the water, which we were rapt to see.

I went to pick up baby girl from school hours later, looking forward to a chill afternoon. The last few days had been pretty busy.

But she and her friend had another plan in mind.

They wanted a beach playdate!

And so we found ourselves at Mills again, 30 minutes later. 🤦‍♀️

The water was colder, and the tide had come in so much, it actually blew my mind how short the span of sand now was. But us Mums sat and talked, the girls wade through the waters looking for so-called pearls, they made sandcastles, and we saw what we were pretty sure were dolphins, far off in the waters, spraying up water! Unbelievable.

3 beach visits. I know I’ve had 2 in a day before, but this is taking the cake, AND for the last day of April, in Autumn… just wow.

And it may seem overly boastful, or excessive… but trust me, with the way things have gone since last year, I need about 54 beach visits in a day to make up for all the hard times that have transpired.

But 3 is good for now. I’ll raincheck the rest. 😉

But now, I AM BUGGERED. Think I’ll stay home and do lots of washing tomorrow… 😂

#1886 Precious little fingers

New little fingers, and new little toes.

I met one of my closest friend’s little baby today, and ooooh!

He is just the sweetest thing 😍

I am such a sap nowadays. I walked into her place and immediately welled up and nearly cried, at the sight of him sleeping in the corner, mittens on and arms up, oblivious to the world around him.

In several months, our entire girls group will have littlies with them.

My high school group of girls. We’ve known each other now for 2 decades, some of us going back even longer.

It’s the stuff of dreams. We used to talk about this in high school. All of us still being friends and catching up together, and having our kids together too… making them be friends with each other, you know, all that starry-eyed optimistic talk you have about how the future will be.

To know that soon ALL of us will have a littlie around the table when we meet up… well it’s just darn amazing.

There’s nothing quite like holding a newborn. Everything else just melts away.

Can’t stop grinning. He is absolutely precious. 💖💖

#1884 My little helper

I am so simple lately.

(You might even say boring, but meh 🤷‍♀️)

I hit a wall after lunchtime, I was freezing cold, and then BANG!

Sleep overwhelmed me.

Well I couldn’t sleep, duh I have a child. But I did lay down on the couch, and baby girl brought me her musical merry-go-round figurine to lull me to sleep, and my water bottle and my phone, all within reach.

Awww.

But balance… she oh-so-quietly complained I had to get up and make my coffee, as well as her BABYCINO.

No rest for the tired here. Just as well we have caffeine. 💪☕

#1880 Bunny movie time

I took baby girl to a movie today.

It’s been a REALLY long time. It was made all the more fun because

a) it was a voucher given to her some time ago, and

2) we thought it may have expired, because well, IT HAD EXPIRED.

But, in true post-covid world fashion, the use of the voucher had been extended, affording us the ability to use it and have the best time today!

We went to watch Peter Rabbit 2 at the Vjunior cinemas. It was brilliant. I zoned in and out for most of the time, (let’s be honest, I was with child after all) and when the kids went bezerk at the ‘pause’ mark to run up to the mega slide, I slid my legs out across the tiny aisle from my beanbag seat and went –

“Ahhh.”

But it actually was a really sweet and thrilling movie, and I took great pleasure watching baby girl’s smiling face, happily devouring her kids pizza, snacking on seemingly endless popcorn, and giving me a heartfelt ‘thank you’ when I got her a surprise chocolate milkshake.

F%$K it. It’s school holidays, give them all they want.

It fills my heart. 💖

#1878 Young hearts at the fair

Guys, I know the secret.

I discovered it today.

How to feel instantly lighter.

ACT LIKE A CHILD.

This was easy for us to do, since we visited the fair that’s made itself at home in our town for these school holidays.

It was small, yes.

It was tacky, hell yeah.

But it was also WONDERFUL.

There is something very nostalgic about going to a fair, more so when you have your own brood in tow.

She was soooo excited. Baby girl squealed in delight as we drove up, spying the big old grand Ferris Wheel. It didn’t look too scary from down below…

But then up HIGH. Oh shit.

We freaked out only a little as suddenly we were treated to views of our town that only birds were privy to.

It was a really great and fun visit, full of games that gave plush toys as prizes, small-scale rides and BIG BIG smiles.

And I felt so, so free… like a child…

#1870 Kids will be kids

I feel sorry for any neighbours around us who don’t have kids.

Because come 5pm onwards, the kids around our house start mimicking some serious bird life.

You know birds… they make the most racquet twice a day… early morning, and late evening.

Well the last few days, baby girl and the neighbours have been making a racquet like some right old parrots.

Squawking. Shrieking. Flapping their legs and arms around as they propel themselves high into the air, as far as their little legs will send them.

3 trampolines sit back to back on our strip. 3.

Ours is one of them.

And the kids head outside, yelling to each other over the fence trying to get the others’ attention, chattering loud for all to hear, playing crazy games, and peering over fences until dinnertime.

I love it.

It reminds me of my own childhood, only we were less forgiving as kids, and more intrusive…

‘Knock knock knock,’ we’d go on the door.

ALL THE TIME.

The kids are helicoptered more nowadays, but their insane antics stay the same.

Today I caught baby girl and the neighbour passing something over the fence…

Can you guess what it was?

Pegs. They were trading clothesline pegs. 🤦‍♀️

As long as I can still hang my clothes up… I don’t care.

Whatever keeps them happy. Whatever keeps them being kids.

(Whatever keeps them out of my hair!)

#1869 The student leader

Baby girl has been hanging to be student leader since day 1.

What does the student leader do? Well they work in pairs. One girl, one boy. One pair, per week.

Then it changes.

You know, buggered if I know what they do. She mentioned emptying the compost, getting the lunch orders, I think they organise chairs, and stuff like that in class… 🤔

You know, it doesn’t REALLY sound like fun, but the fact is it gives them responsibility, and makes them feel special.

I’m surprised she didn’t remember ’til like 2 hours after school finished today, but she came to me wide-eyed, all smiley, and said –

“Mama, you might jump out of your chair.”

I held my breath, wondering if HER dreams had come true.

“You know how the student leaders are one girl, and one boy…”

“Are you the student leader?” I burst out. I was soooo happy for her. She was sad every time she mentioned missing out on the prestigious cleaning-up-after-everyone gong, and so I really wanted her to get it, just so she didn’t feel left out.

Just so she would be happy. 😄

I just want her happy.

I still don’t get what makes it so cool, but if it makes her happy, I am happy that she is happy.

And she is HAPPY. 😁😁

#1863 Wiping my tear

The rain started, right before the end of school bell rang.

I was already there with my umbrella, and baby girl’s. God forbid I forgot the purple unicorn umbrella with ears, oh oh oh.

I watched the rain come in fast, like sheets on an angle, getting in and behind people running through it, and even reaching people like me who thought they were safe with a nylon canopy covering their heads.

Baby girl, and the rest of the school kids emerged from their classes, bolting, and SCREAMING. They weren’t worried about the rain. They just wanted to have a good time and let everyone know it too.

Baby girl ran over to me at the low fence, throwing her bag over and doing the tricky manoeuvre she does so well and so often, as she swung her legs over it, cheating the kids who were passing normally through the school gate 50 metres away…

But only this time, she didn’t do it so well.

As she came down on the other side, she hit the unseen part of her chin against the fence.

“Ow!”

I could tell it was a decent hit, not by looking at it, but simply by the look in her eye.

But, it was raining. We were walking fast to the car with our umbrellas, and only when we were almost there did I ask her to tilt her head up so I could see the damage.

Ouch. Blood. And a good mark.

But, I shouldn’t have told her that. 🤦‍♀️

There were tears. She was wiping at the cut constantly, blood always blotting onto the paper. At home I told her she must put Dettol on it… it was a wire fence after all… and she screamed, and cried, and screamed, and cried.

And I screamed, and pleaded, and screamed, and pleaded.

She touched it with her bare hands, all grotty still from school.

“No! Don’t do that! Use the Dettol!”

This went on for so long. My ears were ringing from our feverish cries. I was desperate for her to listen to me, so I could help her, while still trying to calm her nerves and assure her all would be well…

But then all of a sudden, I just broke.

I broke. I started to sob, and these felt like actual gasps of sadness escaping from my heavy heart, so terribly upset and desperate, so so desperate I was to help her, but she wouldn’t accept my help.

My heart cried, and the tears fell.

And it got her attention. Her breathing slowed, and her tears stopped falling for a moment as she looked at me, telling me it was alright.

And then she wiped a tear from the corner of my eye.

And just like that, the roles were reversed.

I don’t know why that moment has stayed with me today. To be honest the rest of the day I’ve been pretty flat and cranky.

Even though she let me dab the sore two times quickly with Dettol…

Even though I begged her to put on a band-aid, and she reluctantly agreed…

Even though it seems to be healing, and she’s now sleeping sans band-aid…

I’ve still felt heavily low and flat, and I think it has to do with my emotional outburst. Our screaming match actually traumatised me, and only a good sleep will be able to reset me, us, fully.

But that tear moment… something about it.

It almost brings another tear to my eye. 💖😪