Stories from Oceania
It's the Baby Demon's birthday next week. She's turning the big THIRTEEN. So in actual fact, she is not a baby. Something she's been telling me since forever. Since January she's been saying that she's BASICALLY thirteen already. At this rate, soon I will blink and she will be BASICALLY twenty-one. The child who is… Continue reading I quit being the Master of the Birthday Party Universe
Hi everyone, its been a long while! The bad news is that I lost my blog/website with all the latest info and writing on it. (Don't ask what I did/didn't do for that to happen. Just know that I am a pitiful procrastinator of all things related to tech and domains and deadlines and reminders… Continue reading I’m Back. With Demons and a Faikakala Summary
I hate going to the beach. I love looking at the beach but despise sitting there...hanging out there...and most definitely, the mere thought of LIVING there. Why? A beach is sandy. Dirty. Hot. Sweaty. Often bug-gy. And you have to lug insane amounts of stuff to be able to subsist there for a day. Or… Continue reading Unforgettable Hot Nights. At the Beach.
There's a massive shipping container parked outside my house. We're packing. It's really happening...we're moving back to Samoa. And as I shift through piles of junk, sorting the useful from the useless, the reality of what we're doing is slowly starting to sink in. Along with a bit of apprehension. Because even though moving home… Continue reading Return to Paradise: The Dread
The Hot Man was sad today. Bella had 'Fairytale Day' at school and her class was having a shared lunch. She had to dress up in her funnest fairytale clothes and take a plate of yummy treats to share with the class. The Hot Man is new to this kind of thing. It's 8am and… Continue reading How to Be a Shaamaazing Parent.
I was sitting in church looking around ( from the depths of the back rows where I always creep in and hide) when suddenly it hit me.I've been coming to this particular congregation for a year now. A whole year. And I don't even know who half of these people are. In fact, I dont… Continue reading A piano fell on my head today.
You know what's scary? Going to a dinner function where you know nobody so you put your brave face on. And then when you're 'mingling' industriously, you meet one, two, three, four (oh sh**) five different strangers who say - "Yes, I know you. I read your blog!"Way to put your blathering blithering rants into… Continue reading Is it Time to Shut Up?
I love Awesome Blog Readers!I've officially reached 100 blog followers and hit 245 blogposts - and I wanted to thank all those who continue to support my blogging efforts with your visits, engaging comments and encouraging feedback. I know that many of you have shared Sleepless links and recommended this blog to your family and… Continue reading This One’s For YOU.
Ask just about any parent if they have a 'favorite' child - and they will usually bluster until they're blue in the face, that NO, of course not. Dont be ridiculous. I love all my children equally. Exactly the same.I'm going to risk death and dismemberment and say - they're lying. Big time. It is… Continue reading The Favorite.
The truth hurts.I can be a really horrible person. And a nasty mother.My 7yr old son is very fiapoko. That means - he's a little knowitall. He argues with his teacher. Contradicts his father. Corrects his mother. Mutters under his breath at his big brother. And generally irritates us all to death. So much that… Continue reading Rock this Tooth Fairy
Lani Wendt Young 