Today. Our reality.


Some people are making perfect crafts out of all organic materials. We are pretending to be zombies as I lead my zombie babies in exercises – reaching for brains, arms falling off, facial grimacing.

Some people have four year olds giving piano recitals. My kids are naked except for a Spiderman mask and a superhero cape, standing on their kitchen chairs, dancing wildly to whatever song they hear.

Some people serve huge, homemade meals with fruit and veg of all colours of the rainbow. We are covered in flour and salt and making cookies at ten in the morning, pyjamas still on.

Some people are painting delicate pictures onto perfectly smooth river rocks, keeping them in wicker baskets in their minimal toy rooms. Our lounge looks like preschool in Crazy Town, rope nets and feather crowns and six hundred toy cars waiting around every corner to make you trip.


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2 Responses to “Today. Our reality.”

  1. mamacrow Says:

    oh I feel where you’re coming from! sometimes i have to be careful what other home edding blogs I read, least I get swamped by feelings of inadequacy.

    Then I have to remember – hey, we MADE cookies! from scratch! Together! And we actually got ALL the toys OUT of their organised storage AND PLAYED with them! sort of thing 😀

  2. Liv Says:

    Some people will remember having to put everything away where it lives, having to practice piano, and having to paint perfect pictures on stones instead of being allowed to throw them in the river. Some people will remember standing naked on chairs in the kitchen, life and hearts full of love, laughter, and joy.

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