#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.

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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’…”

#1823 Better family time

Today I realised with amusement when we put Cobra Kai on, that baby girl is pretty much watching it too.

Hubbie and I pop it on, get excited by whatever 80s track they put on at the start, and then proceed to escape into the world of KA-RA-TAY for the next 30 minutes or so.

And lately, baby girl is joining us.

Why? On Sunday she got grounded… from playing on her ipad.

It was all Hubbie’s doing, and I’m not saying that like I disagree with his decision. Yes, she definitely had it coming after acting up majorly on the weekend. But when it comes to removing things from her, I am on the softer side.

If we’re at the shops and she asks for a toy – “No!”

She wants another chocolate? – “No!”

Wants to repeatedly bounce the basketball in the house? – “NO!”

But when it comes to removing things, I balk. I withdraw. Because if I remove something, most likely I’ll be the one paying for her upset state, since I AM home with her the majority of the time.

But this happened when I was out of the house, you see. Almost like a blessing in disguise.

Amazingly, it’s been a bit of a novelty for her. She talks about how she is grounded, and I think it makes her feel grown up, like a teenager. She hasn’t even asked for it back earlier… I would have caved in, without her even asking. Hubbie has been so tough, so strong… like the way I am usually! But this time, I’m like “aww, I feel sorry for her” (not in front of her of course, you can’t let your kids see your weakness, or else they’ll know they OWN YOU mwa ha ha).

She is meant to go without ’til Sunday… but I think she may get an early reprieve come the start of the weekend. 😁

But it’s seriously been good. She keeps herself busy with other activities, and I think it’s given her an appreciation and understanding of all the other creative things she can do with her spare time, and helped her to realise she actually CAN go without the bloody device.

And it means she spends more time with us, watching Cobra Kai.

Another device. ðŸĪĶ‍♀ïļðŸĪĢ

You get my drift. 😉

(Can someone confirm for me that Cobra Kai remains mildly kid-friendly for the rest of Seasons 2 and 3?)

#1809 Reflections on numbers

We went 3 different ways today. Hubbie and I at our respective places of employment, baby girl at school.

Ahh. Grade 2 has begun.

Where has the last 2 years of primary school go? How is this the 3rd year already? How am I becoming a well known feature at the school, watching the oh-so-obvious new kids and parents step tentatively through the gates?

Grade 2 was such a good year for me. I had one of my best teachers then.

Actually, I had her twice. In grade 2 and in grade 5.

I was in room 16. One of my favourite numbers.

I look at baby girl now, and hope her grade 2 year is just as great as mine was, and brings her even more good times and memories.

Actually, I wish all her years were like grade 2.

Here we go again.

#1768 Another tooth bites the dust

Why was there a circly patch of reddish-brown, what looked like dry blood on baby girl’s bed sheets this morning?

And why did her mouth look like she had snuck in some secret Santa chocolate overnight?

I asked her this this morning, and she had no response.

I was brushing her hair, she was watching TV, both of us wondering what the hell went on in her room last night, when she said –

“Maybe it’s my wobbly upstairs tooth.”

I stopped.

“Look at me. Open your mouth.”

She obliged.

“Your tooth is gone!”

Had she swallowed yet another one? Hey, we know it can happen and life goes on, and the tooth fairy still knows about it (don’t ask me how).

But we ran into her room, I lifted a pillow, and –

VOILA! Said upstairs wobbly tooth was there!

Ahh. Amidst all the end-of-year stuff, Christmas, getting over covid and living differently, we had kind of ignored the wobbly tooth that got in the way during dinner time.

But it’s out. Making way for something new. If only all our growth and progress happened to us blissfully unaware, while we were asleep…

She is definitely growing up.

#1758 Hubbie to the elf rescue

It was only night 3 with our new mate, the naughty elf on the shelf, and already I found myself in the middle of the night, suddenly alarmed and thinking –

“Shit! I forgot to move him!”

When hubbie got up for work, instead of my sleepy bye to him, it was instead an urgent “can you move the elf somewhere?”

So when I went downstairs about an hour later to get baby girl’s lunch ready for school, I was scanning scanning scanning, thinking ‘what has he done, what has he done…’

This is what he did!

Oh geez. It made me laugh. Actually, it was a really good one. Elf holding the empty beer can from the night before, like he was kissing it.

I need to get hubbie in the act more often. I think even he’s going to have a lot of fun with it!

And baby girl? She thought it was hilarious 😂

#1754 The big girl at the party

Today was a little milestone for baby girl and I.

I took her to a birthday party after school… then LEFT HER THERE.

It was part under the belief that it was kids only… and part knowing that she was old enough to be left alone.

It was only 90 minutes long… but I drove off going “I AM FREE!”

(And then proceeded to stop and buy groceries, start dinner prep, then lie on the couch for 7 minutes ONLY because that was all the time I allowed myself and I was exhausted).

This is the remnant of this afternoon’s party.

Yes. A half-eaten chocolate cupcake. I picked up a girl who was emotional from not wanting to go home, high from all the kids, fairy bread and chips, and tired from doing the conga line and jumping in the bouncy castle.

Yes. It was a successful first foray into ‘solo’ kids parties.

And by the way… I was the only parent who ‘dumped’ their child and left. Turns out other kids were there… with their Mums in tow.

Whoops.

That’s ok. Last year we were at the same girls party, and I was the ONLY Mum there… at a kids pretty in pink themed play room.

So, balance.

(I ate the rest of the cupcake, shhhhh).

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#1734 Day 236 of getting there: The Christmas Toy

Has this happened to you as a parent?

You go to the shops with your brood. Somewhere like Target, hell, even Safeway (Woolies for you young folk 😉)

Your child asks you, “can I have a toy?”

Glare.

“No!”

“Please?”

“You already have a million toys.”

“Just one more, please?”

(It is ALWAYS one more).

This was baby girl and I today. I had to grab some bread after work, and so we headed down to the local shopping centre…

But we had time to kill afterwards, and so we strolled around.

We ended up in Target.

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Soon she was asking me that question.

“Can I have something, please?”

Glare.

“No.”

“Please?”

Glare.

“Find something for $2 okay! $2 only!”

Now, before you accuse me of being a cheapskate, be mindful that this girl has gotten a gazillion toys during shopping centre walks. She doesn’t need any more, and yet…

There we were, walking around for toys.

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I called it early, and said let’s go home… there was nothing for $2, hell, even the chewing gum was probably $2.50. (It ain’t 1990 anymore).

But she was desperate. This young shop-a-holic was looking around, frantic to find something, anything to take home…

And then she found it.

A bloody singing reindeer.

And perhaps unbeknownst to her, but it GOT ME.

Because it’s Christmas-y you see. And I LOVE Christmas. In fact, the thought of Christmas is saving me this year.

This reindeer sings “Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer” while his antlers and nose flash up. It is pretty cool, and he is pretty cute.

$2 though? Hell no! This was $19, but I always knew she wasn’t going to find something for $2, just as I knew a ‘stroll’ through the shopping centre would lead to this. 😉

This singing reindeer actually reminded me of a sweet memory I had from a few years ago. We were living on the other side of town, and it was late October. We had just gone into Big W, the Christmas decorations were up already (of course) and baby girl had been standing in the trolley, falling in love with this singing and dancing Christmas tree on the shelf that sang “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree.”

I FELL IN LOVE WITH IT. And so we got it. And I just remember the amused expression on my face as we went through the centre, baby girl in the trolley pressing the button so the toy tree would sing the Christmas song on repeat, with people around us turning as we passed, curious about the noise, also perhaps wondering why the hell they could hear a Christmas song and it was only October…

But, I loved it.

I wonder if today’s shopping trip will go down in the memory bank like that one… 😊

#1684 Day 186 of getting there: icing and sprinkles to lighten the day

The really sad thing about this lockdown is the unavoidable mental stress and anguish many people will experience in some form, without even knowing it.

I know, I’ve had a lot on my mind. But I didn’t realise how much, until I stepped out of my box today.

My box, being the house.

I had some errands to run, and the last of them was grabbing some things at the local safeway on our way home.

But I had a surprise up my sleeve.

I’d seen online that Ferguson Plarre had some decorate your own cookie kits for kids, where you got 6 shortbread biscuits with jam, lollies, sprinkles, smarties and icing, for you to decorate and dress them up as you like…

Dress them up for your belly!

It wasn’t just a last-minute surprise I wanted to spring on baby girl. I wasn’t sure if they would have any of these kits left… but sure enough, I was lucky.

Baby girl literally squealed and jumped up and down on the spot as I bought it.

And then…

She decorated her heart out.

We sat together as she used three types of icing, placed lollies on the cookie, placed lollies in her mouth, ate a couple smarties, put some on the cookie, then ate a whole lot more.

Then she tipped over the sprinkles on the floor, but, eh.

(Note to parents, never leave an open sprinkles container on the edge of a table).

But she was happy. I was happy. Was it the do-it-yourself cookies? The takeaway coffee, with caffeine suddenly coursing through my veins?

It was a bit of both. But I had placed it already.

Baby girl and I had been out. We had been normal. I’d had a change of scenery, and without realising it at the time, it had meant the world to me.

I hope you’re all doing okay out there. And it’s okay if you’re not.

Just do what you can. Day by day. We’re all getting through this.

You may feel alone, but know that we are all alone, together.

This sucks for us ALL.

And if the opportunity presents… try to throw as many sprinkles into your life as you can.

We all need that shit as much as possible right now.

#1668 Day 170 of getting there: finding humour in the school day

Today it’s a much lighter topic.

I think I’m about to give baby girl’s teacher a reason to laugh, so I think that is pretty cool.

When you can offer someone happiness, even in the form of laughs… well that’s good, right?

It was late into the evening, and baby girl still had one school task left to do. It was after dinner, and I opened my laptop to open the maths video on ‘Mass.’

We both watched it, and her job was to then find 6 items from within the house, and line them up first from smallest to largest… then lightest to heaviest.

So I said “go on, find some things.”

She went around picking up things, here, and there… and then she brought one item in from the kitchen.

And I paused.

“Uh…”

I paused again.

“I don’t know if I want your teacher to see that!”

I paused again, thinking hard. “Stuff it. Leave it.”

Here’s her arrangement of smallest to largest. See if you can pick what I was talking about:

LOL. That empty wine bottle. EMPTY wine bottle! At first I was like “what will she think? That I’m an alcoholic?”

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But then I was like, so what?

I am working and homeschooling FROM HOME, damn hell I need a wine!

It’s not like I drank it all in one night… it’s actually been getting lower over two weeks, so little is my wine consumption lately.

But my reasons were five-fold.

Tomorrow I have the day off work.

Tuesdays are a bit of a Saturday night in our house with Hubbie off too on Wednesdays.

Fuck it, I just wanted to.

Life is short. Read yesterday’s post.

I like wine. Duh.

As much as I was like “damn baby girl’s teacher is gonna share this photo around with all the other teachers!” the other part of me was thinking it’d be a nice little, real representation of life at the moment…

That they are still allowed to laugh about. LOL. Even I am.

Can you just imagine the stuff teachers see, hear, and are exposed to? Who knows what your child has said to them, about you??? ðŸ˜ŪðŸ˜ŪðŸ˜ŪðŸ˜ēðŸ˜ēðŸ˜ē

#1558 Day 60 of getting there: the kite

You see, we kind of think we know everything as parents.

Sure, we kinda do. We are the older ones, experienced ones, mature ones, and the responsible ones.

But it doesn’t necessarily mean we know what’s best, ALL the time.

This afternoon baby girl wanted to fly her kite. That is all. In 14 degree, wind-less weather, she wanted to run outside, in the biting cold, and run around.

I said NO.

She was still coughing. Albeit not as much as me, but it was still there. She still had snots, occasionally coming out of her nose.

With school’s return so close around the corner, I wasn’t having it.

She kicked up a fuss and stormed off into her room. I let her cool off for a bit before I went in, starting to second-guess myself.

“Hey… what about 5 minutes only?”

She RAN.

And I watched her. I watched her run up and down the yard, the speed forcing the kite in the otherwise still air to rise up.

Up and down, up and down, up and down.

She was puffing after her 16th attempt. And I realised in that moment…

We don’t always know it all. Sure we have reasons why we do, and say, what we do, and say…

But sometimes it’s as simple as…

She KNOWS. She knows what she needs.

And the girl, needed to run.