Archive for Stuff about Boo
Another post where I talk about shit.
I have blogged about Boo’s fascination with his excrement before.
The fecal murals that adorned our bathroom. The hallway. The lounge.
His insistence on running his hands all over my face, the haze of freshly squeezed turd wafting from those fingers precariously close to my mouth.
His reluctance to use toilet paper, preferring freshly laundered doonas.
For my overseas […]
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Be afwaid. Be vewy afwaid.
Boo is ascared.
Terrifried even.
Hiding behind this elaborate camouflage is the object of his shit-your-pants-and-wipe-it-on-the-wall horror.
He constantly checks that it is properly covered.
Peeks inside the armoury to ensure it hasn’t moved.
And don’t even THINK of moving any of that crap, cause he will go bat-shit crazy and lose his mother fucking mind.
It is wrapped up here.
His […]
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So what is His url?
Yesterday Boo wrote an email to God.
Let me backtrack a little. We are what some would say Godless people. MPS was raised a Catholic and I only found out a couple of months ago (during my Lent post) that I am Church of England. Now we would be called agnostic. Or fence sitters. Or too […]
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Tiny hands
His hands were so tiny.
Grasping for me, minutes after he was born. Grasping. Grasping.
Tugging at my heart.
Bonding within seconds. I have known him all my life. Now he has a face. Looking, searching, seeking me out.
Always. Those tiny hands.
Now those tiny hands are almost as big as mine. Still […]
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My baby is at camp.
This morning dawned cold and wet.
Like me.
Get your mind outta the gutter. I was cold and my face was wet with tears.
My Boo is going to school camp today.
I composed myself and woke him with kisses and cuddles, breathing in his sweet smell (and ignoring the pee smell from the soaked nappy) and talking about […]
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Hmmm…. Dr Phil, super hero?
Found this on the floor.
Wondering if Boo actually likes Dr. Phil or is plotting his demise.
Over to you. Come up with a tag line, cause I’ve got nothing. I just can’t stop giggling…
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Childs Play.
I was standing at the sink, contemplating my navel scrubbing crusted weet-bix off a bowl that ‘Mr Nobody’ mysteriously placed in the sink, when 2 soft arms wrapped around my waist.
‘Play with me Mummy’
‘Soon, Boo, I just need to finish these dishes’
He wandered off.
Seconds later, the arms snaked around my waist again. Hugging that little […]
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Boo’s homework.
So we start a new year.
New teacher. New expectations. New person to train in all things Boo.
Our first hurdle. Homework.
Boo has another diagnosis of Hyperlexia. Basically he could read before he could speak. And he can read any word. AND spell it. He had the kids at Too’s […]
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How to make a condiment sandwich while whacked out on pain meds
Boo is home.
Boo ate the rest of his pressure bandage last night.
So I had to go and stock up on more.
Cause a kid gets hungry in the middle of the night.
And nothing hits the spot like a sweaty pressure bandage that has been marinating in a skate shoe all day.
And now he is hungry again.
Boo […]
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Dearest Boo.
My dearest son.
My adorable little man.
Do you have a death wish? Or are you secretly plotting to have me keel over before my time due to sleep deprivation and sheer frustration?
I understand that you don’t need to sleep. I understand that your brain is wired in some fantabulous way that means that you […]
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