I haven’t given you the opportunity to Laugh At My Expense lately.  Not that there haven’t been opportunities.  This morning whilst trying to solve the world’s problems (ok, I was on Facebook), CrashBoy almost emptied the salt cellar all over the floor.  Not being 100% present and watching my kids like a hawk usually result [...]

Laugh At My Expense . . . If you’ve read about me you’ll know I was was up to 1200+ days and counting without a break away from my kids for the night.  Well, after 1243 nights I finally took the opportunity!  Last weekend I attended a conference about blogging in Melbourne.  There were drinks [...]

Laugh At My Expense . . . Friday afternoon was challenging to say the least. I was doing my best to be super organised as I was taking the CrashKids out to dinner with family – in a restaurant. Yikes! We were meeting CrashHubby there, so I was on my own to get them ready [...]

Laugh At My Expense . . . Alarm bells should have been deafening when CrashGirl and CrashBoy took interest in my shiny new bright tube of paw paw ointment.  But stupidly (I blame being sick at the time), I dabbed a bit on each of their pouting little mouths, popped the tube in my bedside [...]

Laugh At My Expense . . . In the last half hour I have chased my one year old out of the bathroom rubbish basket, picked up a knocked over nappy bin, dragged him out of the scrap bucket (coffe grind covered watermelon rind in tow), confiscated an empty beer bottle he scored from the [...]

Laugh At My Expense . . . Pointing to the veins in her wrist, CrashGirl asks hubby “What’s that?”  He explains they are her veins, where her blood is.  Her response, “Blood . . . Bloody Hell?” Bloody Hell indeed – wonder where she got that from?!?