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We've had a few parenting wins in the last few weeks. - Driving Ruby and friend home accross town from band rehearsals with clutch about to give. Limping home in the dark having to restart the car every time gears need changing. Of course the kids loved the drama. "We thought we were going to die!!!" Ruby's's friend gleefully told her mother, having to be picked up from our place where the trip was finally aborted.
- Sending Ruby off on the state band tour at 7.30 in the morning sans trumpet. Daughter's friend's dad (who is chauffering because our car has dodgy clutch) rings up at destination in panic "Missing a trumpet".

- Discover later on that father of Ruby's friend has also stopped en route at bakery for danish pastry when  Ruby announces no one has fed her that morning.

But this is the best: forgetting to pick up Archie's friend from a party. When Col returned from the party with just Archie, I'm like, "Oh my god, where is Nikki? Go back and get Nikki!". Col dashed to the party to get Nikki while I tried not to answer my phone as Nikki's mum, rang. In the end, the timing was tight as Mike walked down our driveway to get Nikki, just before Col arrived back home with Nikki in th ecar, Archie already home. Lucky Mike thought it was funny.

Comments

karenw said…
and you forgot about the whole 'mum is poisoning me with dry muffins' incident...

(see - I am judging you from the high moral stand point of being a completly perfect parent)

xx
Michelle said…
Love it. I am having a good week this week - but will surely be up for the award again next week!
Hahahahahaha-
Don't you love it when children highlight your short comings
blue moss said…
bahahaha
dont' you hate it when the other parents stop for danish?
michelle

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