Random conversations

Driving off from daycare yesterday:
Me – I’m really not all that happy about you lending two of your new bakugan to your friends. Now you only have one left to play with until next week.
Ella – It’s alright, mum. My blue bakugan says that I should play with him more anyway.

On the bike this morning:
Ella – Bonjo means hello.
Me – Do you mean bongiorno?
Ella – No, bonjo.
Me – In what language?
Ella – In French. Max told me that.
Me – Ah, bonjour!
Ella – Max goes to French lesson.
Me – I didn’t know Max’s parents were French?
Ella – Mu-um! His dad has black hair! That’s why he’s French.

This morning after getting ready for daycare/work:
Me – Look at you, all in purple. Look in the mirror Ella, do you like it?
Ella – I do. And you know mum, I changed my mind when I just looked at you. I now like brown too.

Knowing how much she dislikes/d brown, that definitely is the nicest compliment on my outfit I ever got!



We were playing Cranium last night with some friends. Part of the game is when one team member has to act out, sculpt or draw the word that’s on one of the game cards and the other has to guess what it is. Ella was on Greer’s team and was sitting on her lap when Greer picked a card and brought it closer to her face to read it.

Ella [turning her face away from the card] – Oh, I am not allowed to see the card.
Ella [repostioning herself] – Oh, I can’t read, I forgot.


At a dinner party on Saturday night, someone told me they thought I was a fantastic mother.

I’m not very good at accepting compliments.

And just to demonstrate that, I spent most of my Sunday being the absolute worst mother I could be.

When I tried to make up for some of the damage done when I put Ella to bed, I suggested that my behaviour really deserved having stickers taken away. I asked her how many stickers she thought should be taken from me. She said – still with a serious face: “One”. I really do think she inherited the too-nice gene! When I offered that I thought my behaviour justified having 3 stickers taken away, I finally got a smile when she said: “Ok, 3 then.”

I’m not sure why I seem to have lost ALL my patience suddenly. I do know that the only way to deal with this until it passes is to avoid stress. So we are eating food prepared earlier for the rest of the week and if we do happen run out of clean undies, I’ll just go and buy some more! My focus will be on making our time together quality time and stuff all the rest. If I can compete with the Mamma Mia DVD, that is.