Summer holidays. Lovely. Except having to go food shopping with children. I am ashamed to admit that my children had me so close to tears yesterday that I almost blubbed over in the bottle shop purchasing a much needed Aussie red. Wine, that is. Y'know, I get heaps of comments about my children's behaviour. Heaps, and it's all good. But what people don't seem to realise is that my children are well mannered and well behaved because I make them that way. That's my job as their mother. I give so much of myself to those children that at times it gets to be too much and yesterday was one of those times.
When we go food shopping they play, but they play like there is no-one else around, flailing their arms about and shooting imaginary aliens which always looks like they are shooting at the little auld woman wandering up and down the aisles. I had to discipline them both several times, resulting in slapped legs for baby sproglet - twice! Whilst in the bottle shop, the shop assistant asked me if the two children outside her shop were mine as she'd just had to give big sproglet the evils for hitting her glass window. It turns out that in my wisdom not to take them into a shop lined floor to ceiling with glass bottles full of expensive contents, they had decided to swing on the shopping trolley and bumped against the shop window by accident. Sproglet no. 1 apologised to the woman and I tried to explain that if I could leave them with someone for a couple of hours whilst I shopped, I would, but living in a foreign land with no relatives does make for a hard life when raising children. There is not a day goes by when my children are not with me and it can become so very, very tiring but she was very nice about the whole thing.
I was so appalled at my children's lack of self control that they were sent to bed as soon as we got home and given no dinner. The Hubster however, thought such draconian measures where a bit harsh and so treated them to a slice of buttered bread and a glass of water before sending them back to bed. Let's hope that it's a day they'll remember... and I should remember to try and shop at night time.
- urban gypsy [8:20 pm] |
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i am... honest. loyal. selfless. controlling ... hobbies... listening to music. theatre. blog hopping ... reads... chick lit. glossy magazines ... listens to music like... 70's disco. motown. pop ...
WISHES FOR
`new house (in Oz)
`less housework
`new shoes
`less bills
`new knickers
`smooth, tanned, glowing skin
`digital camera
`an iPod nano
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Urban Gypsy
30-odd year old mum of two
England - Saudi Arabia
- New Zealand
words__
When you run so fast to get somewhere
you miss the fun
of getting there.
Life is not a race,
so take it slower,
hear the music before the music is over, take your time and stay happy...
wishes for__
`new house (in Oz)
`less housework
`new shoes
`less bills
`new knickers
`smooth, tanned, glowing skin
`digital camera
`an iPod nano
