Me and 9yo jumping on the trampoline in the back yard.
9yo: So in my video game the teams are all different countries but one is the UN. Is that the United Kingdom?
Me: No, the United Nations.
9yo: So is that every country?
fifteen minutes later, still jumping, out of breath
Me: So in 1971, the ROC had been replaced in the UN by the People’s Republic of China, and in 1991 the USSR had ceased to exist, and its Security Council seat went to Russia.
Same daughter: showers nearly every day, sometimes twice, takes 1–2 fresh towels every time, leaves them on the floor in her bedroom, once every week or so puts 20 towels from her bedroom on top of the laundry hamper and assumes someone else will wash them at some point #parenthood
A MEMOIR OF DIVORCE AND MOTHERHOOD shines brightest when talking about the raw physicalities of birth and parenting and love and longing. Candid and impressively unafraid to show the writer’s flaws. B PLUS
9yo brought some friends home from school, one of them texted another and then a dad I’d never met showed up with his daughter (whom I’d also never met) and dropped the daughter off to also play.
9yo explained that I work from home catching hackers and also that I have THREE staplers in my office.
I was a little embarrassed/unprepared to meet someone since I was just wearing an old t-shirt and plaid pajama pants but, to be fair I work from home and have three staplers.
As #MothersDay approaches in the UK, it would be great if pubs/cafes/restaurants/etc offered their deals to all women and not just mums. For many, the exclusion just makes a crappy day that bit harder. Remember, it isn’t always by choice.