tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post116980964555400288..comments2023-05-09T19:40:58.265+10:00Comments on Stomper Girl: All About Six.Stomper Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04038937073264645029noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1171887093608925562007-02-19T23:11:00.000+11:002007-02-19T23:11:00.000+11:00I really like the look of this cake. I don't know ...I really like the look of this cake. I don't know what penuche icing is, but it seems to go perfectly with smarties.jachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06177657177757543373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1170128706055028092007-01-30T14:45:00.000+11:002007-01-30T14:45:00.000+11:00ps - cake looked great, liked the green smarties a...ps - cake looked great, liked the green smarties actually!<BR/><BR/>pps - at least I could throw the smudgy item away this time, tis an ongoing issue, that drives me nuts, where he just won't stop what he's doing and go to the bloody toilet. We have good days then all of a sudden a run of bad days. Sigh......Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1170128503224486952007-01-30T14:41:00.000+11:002007-01-30T14:41:00.000+11:00Hey sis. I had a bad smudgy undy moment myself thi...Hey sis. <BR/><BR/>I had a bad smudgy undy moment myself this morning. I will elaborate:<BR/><BR/>My ‘bad mummy’ meltdown moment this morning. I will first give you a little bit of background. While we were down the coast camping, uncle Pauly (as the kids call him) brought a new Sony DVD Walkman, and a couple of movies, one of which was Alien v Predator. James (the 12 yo son of the one of the families) was watching it in his tent, Whelan was fascinated by the machine and the video that was (1) scary and (2) he wasn’t allowed to watch. So he sat on Pauly’s lap, asking him questions about it. W: What does ‘v’ mean? P: It means they have a fight. W: What does the Alien look like? P: It has big teeth that poke out, and its huge. W: What does the predator look like? P: It’s invisible and has ropey hair. That sort of thing. He of course visualised it in his head so wonderfully that he gave himself a couple of terrific nightmares, and woke up crying!<BR/><BR/>This morning, I am doing my usual rush around get to work. Tired and razzed from the day before (mainly the 7 boys for morning tea - Whelan's new 'friends' from the surrounding houses - and umpiring the various disputes, a good % of these actually caused/started by W himself, and the bad Woolies episode with two kids on board and a long wait in a queue due to useless and stupid checkout chick), and also because the Plumber dropped in on a friend for some absent without leave time last night, didn’t get home till 8.30pm, leaving me tired and cross. He admitted it wasn’t fair, he shouldn’t have stayed so long, and had a sympathetic chuckle about the boys at morning tea and the Woolies episode. He then left for work early, leaving me to do the kids, on my own.<BR/><BR/>W’s sugars were low when he got up (the morning before he was 1.8!), at only 2.7. I should have given him a juice straight away to address the low sugars and get his brain functioning, but gave him one with breaky instead, hoping that his low sugars would mean he’d be ravenous as he often is. No. Spent the next 30 minutes trying to get him to eat his cereal (which HE chose, not me!), with intermittent bullying and encouraging techniques, finally he got rude, so got sent to his thinking spot for 5 minutes. Made him come back, and just so I won the argument, made him eat 5 more mouthfuls, which entailed some bullying, and a bit of shouting on my part (getting v. frustrated by this point, as it’s now AFTER 8am!), and lots of crying on his part. He finally did that, so then made him a crumpet, which he ate happily. Then more angst trying to get him to lie down for his insulin injection, only to discover in his night nappy a small amount of poo!<BR/><BR/>At this point in time, my razzed nerves snapped, and I lost it completely and ended up screaming at him, scaring the crap out of him , marched him down to the bathroom, having to literally drag him to his feet, then when wiping his bottom he shouts out that he hates me, causing me to give him a reflex slap on his bare bottom, making my hand sting and giving him a hand print. He’s crying and saying I was frightening him and that I had to say sorry to him. At which time I took a big breath (after finishing wiping his disgusting bottom), and gave him a hug and said sorry. Still had the injection to do, and when he was lying down to do it, he’s sobbing, and saying ‘you frightened me mummy, don’t ever do that again, you were scarier than Alien v. Predator’. The hand mark gradually went down and he cheered up and was ok in the end, but I felt thoroughly rattled, and by this stage I was well and truly late for work, despite my best efforts/intentions, and a 6.15am rise!<BR/><BR/>Scarier than Alien v. Predator! Bad mummy.......Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1170123955118817282007-01-30T13:25:00.000+11:002007-01-30T13:25:00.000+11:006 days of holding it in is quite something... My k...6 days of holding it in is quite something... My kids are at the other end of the spectrum - going 3-4 times a day - which makes toilet training a nightmare. In the midst of our toilet training woes last year with G (all behind us now thank goodness) I was buying cheap underwear from k-mart (10 pairs for $10) and throwing them away when they got soiled. I simply couldn't bear washing them anymore.Emhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17574688179517054558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1170037994083795082007-01-29T13:33:00.000+11:002007-01-29T13:33:00.000+11:00Not the shy poo's again! That must be difficult fo...Not the shy poo's again! That must be difficult for everyone.<BR/><BR/>I love thunderstorms ... so you lost me at number 2 ;) I have low blood pressure as well but have only fainted once - at a Hunters & Collectors concert when I was 14. All the excitement and stagesmoke made me keel over!Lynne@Oberonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11287485218017416023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169977823624039492007-01-28T20:50:00.000+11:002007-01-28T20:50:00.000+11:00My favourite song is that yodelling song from Soun...My favourite song is that yodelling song from Sound of Music. Once I start singing "once was a girl in a pale pink coat" I can go for days on end. It's a sickness.<BR/><BR/>Oh, I'm a low blood pressure swooning type too.<BR/><BR/>Hope the party went well. You had glorious weather!Susehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837796439737091649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169975245717296102007-01-28T20:07:00.000+11:002007-01-28T20:07:00.000+11:00Poor baby, hope he's OK now.That Icing sounds wond...Poor baby, hope he's OK now.<BR/>That Icing sounds wonderful, I'm shocking at making icing, and usually resort to Betty Crocker frosting in a can, even if the cake is home made. Hope the party went well.<BR/>Thanks for the tag. I will do it, eventually, as I'm terrible about answering memes. Performance anxiety or something!lazy cowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10756448890246596503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169929114798919332007-01-28T07:18:00.000+11:002007-01-28T07:18:00.000+11:00Poor Cherub- & poor you!Your weirdnesses are not t...Poor Cherub- & poor you!<BR/><BR/>Your weirdnesses are not that Weird... well some of them might be.<BR/><BR/>Lovely sounding cake.meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169921293959972972007-01-28T05:08:00.000+11:002007-01-28T05:08:00.000+11:00Those were some pretty weird things actually. :PThose were some pretty weird things actually. :PCarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11160632952978584244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169893192630577302007-01-27T21:19:00.000+11:002007-01-27T21:19:00.000+11:00My Grandad was a yodeller. He always sang yodellin...My Grandad was a yodeller. He always sang yodelling songs to us when he was alive. He was my favourite man in the world until I met my Pete. Thanks for making me think about him.<BR/>You are hardly weird at all!Tracey Petersenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02434423460092424684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169883743710686502007-01-27T18:42:00.000+11:002007-01-27T18:42:00.000+11:00snap again for the little toe nails!! I paint more...snap again for the little toe nails!! I paint more toe than nail on the little ones just so it looks like there is a nail there!!<BR/><BR/>6 days WOW and ouch!! Enjoy your wine and that cake looks fantastic!Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00152241012333999172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169862277329426892007-01-27T12:44:00.000+11:002007-01-27T12:44:00.000+11:00Is it a three year old thing with the constipation...Is it a three year old thing with the constipation? I seem to recall my eldest having a similar period at that age. We used Coloxyl Drops - as per usual nothing's good to take long term but we used it on and off for a while and it helped. When things got ridiculous we used Glycerol Suppositories For Children - relief in a matter of hours (sometimes minutes!) Again - only for worse case scenarios. I was feeling VERY stressed myself during this phase and using the above to the pressure off us all - literally.<BR/><BR/>As to the thunderstorms thing - I'm trying not to let my girls see how much they freak me out!<BR/><BR/>I thank thee for the opportunity to let all my weirdness out. Don't be too frightened by the results though!nutmeghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00338099206534716993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169852248930738942007-01-27T09:57:00.000+11:002007-01-27T09:57:00.000+11:00snap with the toenails thing. mine are so small th...snap with the toenails thing. mine are so small that they can't grow properly.<BR/>and with the en pointe thing too, best in clogs though.<BR/><BR/>6 days? poor Cherub, and you!velcrohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16729091819572955175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169851979416066262007-01-27T09:52:00.001+11:002007-01-27T09:52:00.001+11:00noraml ?Is that normal ?noraml ?<BR/><BR/>Is that normal ?LBAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05433555112198668513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169851936005259732007-01-27T09:52:00.000+11:002007-01-27T09:52:00.000+11:00Is it ever too early for wine ?I have your low blo...Is it ever too early for wine ?<BR/><BR/>I have your low blood presure too. I feel myself go all icy, and I need to sit down NOW. I see pinpoints of light. I just swoon in the 'noraml' way though - no vomiting for me ( thank God ! ).<BR/><BR/>I think our toenails match. When I clip mine, sometimes I wonder if I will clip so much off, ther is none left.<BR/><BR/>Enjoy the party !!LBAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05433555112198668513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169848357954886662007-01-27T08:52:00.000+11:002007-01-27T08:52:00.000+11:00Wow. He can hold it for 6 days?!?We haven't even ...Wow. He can hold it for 6 days?!?<BR/>We haven't even thought about toilet training yet and now I'm scared.<BR/><BR/>With you on the lowish blood pressure though...I hang out on the lower end of the spectrum, too. ;-)ewe are herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13339650361453626546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169833657046093412007-01-27T04:47:00.000+11:002007-01-27T04:47:00.000+11:00Posybunny just said this morning that a few Black ...Posybunny just said this morning that a few Black Forest Gummi Bears a day will fix that!Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17308665452575511461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31191208.post-1169825665081536682007-01-27T02:34:00.000+11:002007-01-27T02:34:00.000+11:00Man, that kid's got staying power.Man, that kid's got staying power.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com