Anyone out there with children will completely understand
where I am coming from. I love, adore and cherish my children. They are who make
me who I am. They find a way to amaze me every single day, and I love watching
them grow up and more into their own personalities. But, and yes there is a but...sometimes
they do things that make you wonder “Where did that kid come from?” or more so “I
couldn’t deny that child is mine even if I wanted to”. Sometimes things are
right under our noses but we don’t realise at first, then bam! All of a sudden
we see, see what’s happening around us, see how much our children have changed,
or see how much they are exactly like us!
1.
I’m having an argument with my daughter and she
starts doing the Jerry Spring headshake to which everyone tells you that is
your signature move. You realise your staring in the mirror. “Oh no you didn’t
girlfriend”
2.
I’m at a child’s birthday party; kids are
running around like crazy people having a blast. The mum’s are all grouped up
in their playground cliques so you sit at a different table as it’s not really
my scene, I’d rather get in and run riot with the children than hang out in a
‘mum’s and bub’s group’ and talk about “oh my baby did this, and my hubby did
that.” I notice my daughter is sitting beside me rather than running riot with
the kids so I ask her why she’s not playing. “It’s not my thing, I’d rather sit
here.” So apparently it’s not her scene either.
3.
My son has mastered acting like a monkey, sounds,
screams, movements and he’s pretty good at it to I might add, especially with
the encouragement of his father who also does an excellent monkey scream
imitation and his father’s mate who does a great imitation of a veloce raptor. So
yes, the child has some encouragement here. Fine, all good, let them have their
fun but it’s the awkward moment they do it in public. It’s loud and people not
only look, but give you that expression as though “Glad that’s not my kid” so
you just keep walking and secretly hope no one is calling the zoo.

5.
My daughter is a school freak, which is good and
bad at the same time. I want her to learn and be all she can be, I want her to
do really well at school which she always does and hopefully will continue to
do. But! She goes to school 5 days a week, spends the weekends playing schools,
doing extra assignments, writing, doing sums, projects, practicing spelling
anything that they do in school. Currently she is sitting at the table writing
her own “10 reasons why I hate brothers” article because she watches me write
my articles. I was the same at school, and here I am still writing but I have
done my 12 years of school and now feel like I am doing it again. Listening to
the stories, helping with the homework, projects and then the extras on the
weekends that I later find out I’ve been tricked and aren’t school projects but
her projects. I caught her giving her brothers their homework answers and doing
their school projects for them, while they were happy slackers, they won’t
learn this way. I eventually had to tell her I would ground her from doing
homework for a week if she didn’t stop telling them. While to any other child
this would have been the best thing a mother could have said, not her who was
instantly jaw dropped and couldn’t believe I would do such a horrible thing. It
did work though and the boys went back to doing their own homework. It’s like I’m watching myself 20 years ago,
there’s definitely no denying this one.
Each day brings something new, something that makes me laugh
or shocks me. It truly does wow me, to watch my children grow up each day and
become more and more the people they are growing up to be.
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