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Enough Mylie!

Visit Bonbon Break today for my thoughts on this Mylie Cyrus debacle.

Visit Bonbon Break today for my thoughts on this Mylie Cyrus debacle.

If you were an alien visiting the Earth and found yourself in a Western country this past week, you’d have learnt the following things about the People Of Earth:

ONE: Miley Cyrus is Very Important and has magic powers. With a few shakes of her rear (accompanied by an unnaturally long extension of her tongue), this young earthling can make poverty, murder and impending war  d i s a p p e a r. Yep – anyone who witnessed Twerkgate was privy to the instantaneous vanishing of the murdered Syrian children, threats of WWIII and… well… anything of actual importance from world news. Poof!

TWO: Twerking is horrible and slutty. HOWEVER, women should be allowed to twerk to their hearts’ content because we own our bodies, so quit judging and back-off. ALTHOUGH, even though we shouldn’t Judge Miley (poor, poor, poor Miley, naive and expressing her rights) she really did behave like the sluttiest slutty slut from Sluttsville and Read the rest of this entry

Oh, my nuts!

Rude words and why Baby G thinks we can’t say them at school.

Last week, my big kids each had a friend over to play. Baby G was feeling left out because the big girls wanted alone time sans little sister, so I suggested she go play with the boys, who are good-natured and would probably include her. She happily skipped off to Little Man’s room and I got busy cooking dinner, enjoying this peaceful moment to myself and patting myself on the back for engineering it. After a while, I realised she hadn’t come back so I went to check up on her and the boys. I peeped around the doorway to Little Man’s bedroom and saw him and his little mate jumping of the bed and shouting rude words at the top of their lungs (as 8 year old boys do) followed by raucous laughter. Baby G, of course, was howling with laughter and joining in. Of course. Read the rest of this entry

Confessions of a Tooth Fairy.

Today was the day your moment of truth. You’ve been waiting and hoping to lose this loose tooth.

You could hardly believe it, you cried (with joy…) you danced round the garden screaming “Oh boy!”

In front of the mirror you examined your teeth, some gaps on the top and some underneath.

And then you got busy writing a note so that the tooth fairy would give you her vote.

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A special day

This morning Miss M came to me, as she does every morning, and asked me to check to see if any of her teeth are wobbly. You see – for the last 18 months she has been watching all her friends begin to lose teeth and get visited by the tooth fairy but her teeth have remained firmly ensconced. This has been a MAJOR source of angst for my little lady who is so desperate to have the longed-for tooth fairy experience. Even a special note written by the tooth fairy herself and covered in fairy dust, assuring Miss M that her teeth are the most special and being saved for last, didn’t do much to dull the yearning. Well today, when I did the routine wobbly-tooth check, what did I find but a REAL ACTUAL DINKUM TRUE BLUE wobbly tooth. I yelled out excitedly that she was now the proud owner of her first wobbly tooth. If I could bottle the look of pure, unadulterated joy on her face, I’d have a source of happiness to last forever. She ran to fetch a mirror and held it in front of her mouth and asked me to please wobble her tooth for her so she could see. When she saw it for herself, she began to jump for joy. Literally. This kid was jumping round the house, giggling, yelping, literally bouncing off the walls with happiness. Read the rest of this entry
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