It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Words to the Wise

I’ve found a line of fridge magnets that I’m quite enjoying. They show the cheesy Happy Housewife you’d find in magazine and newspaper advertising of the 1950’s, often with her perfect children, their fresh and healthy cheeks slightly touched up with pink.

The two I have so far:

Mom sits smiling down at her two daughters, who gaze adoringly upward.
Caption: “Remember: The better you do, the More they Expect.”

This one is particularly apt for the parents of teens. If your children are not yet teens, make this your motto now, and be less than perfect while you are still setting precedents! Miss the odd band practice, forget to get the desired shirt washed in time, tell them you’d rather read a book than coach softball this year, scrimp and save to get yourself that little something extra instead of spending it on some vital-but-fleeting item for a child. (Better yet – let them do the scrimping and saving!)

The second one shows smiling, perfectly coiffed mom sitting on a stool in the kitchen, in her immaculate frilly white apron, page-boy collared blouse, and circle skirt. Two children lick the batter from a bowl across the counter.

Caption: “I child-proofed my home, but they still get in!”


Question: should I take them down before the daycare parents see them this evening?

July 4, 2005 Posted by | daycare, Mischief, parenting, parents, random and odd | 7 Comments

Party Plans and Tactful Tots

I’m having a potluck for the daycare folks tonight. Devious me, I posted the announcement of it ten days ago in my for-the-families blog. My suspicions were thereby confirmed: of seven families (fourteen adults) only four people are actually reading it. I shake my head in wonderment: who wouldn’t want to read cute and funny anecdotes about their kids?

It was Canada Day on Friday, hence a long weekend, and much of it was spent doing necessary housework, in preparation for the potluck. After a few days of nice temperatures, it’s supposed to get up to 31 degrees this afternoon! In my non-air- conditioned home, I think the party will break up early… This is fine. Heat makes me tired.

This week, young Liam joins us. Liam is five-almost-six, a former (and favoured) client. During the summers when he is not in school, he comes to me the alternate weeks that he spends with his dad, who lives in my neighbourhood. This morning he decided to impress me with his counting prowess.

“Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one”. Breaks off and looks at me. “I can count to twenty-one. Twenty-one is a lot. Are you twenty-one?”

“In fact, Liam, twenty-one is pretty young. And I’m a lot more than twenty-one.”

“So you’re old?” (Such is the tact of the five year old.)

He’s then distracted by a picture on the fridge, a small magnet depicting a much younger me, with Haley (now 19) as a baby on my knee.

“Hey! That’s you!” I’m impressed he recognized me. A fellow I dated a few years back saw it and said “Who is that? She looks familiar…”

“Yes, Liam, it is me. And you know what? I was close to twenty-one in that picture.”

“Yeah, and it looks just like you now!” Who needs tact when you have such brilliant perception and wide-eyed sincerity?? Yes, I do love this boy!

July 4, 2005 Posted by | the cuteness!, the things they say! | Leave a comment