Stories of Boken Glass

A wine glass was broken last night. I word it strangely like because I was not the one who broke it. Yes, I was drinking from the glass but Connor was the one who broke it. Not a big deal in and of itself for sure. But the set up to the breaking of said glass,  that's the problem.

See, the girls and I were watching The Big Bang Theory on the iPad when the poor glass karked it. That too, isn't that bad.  Not the first time something has been broken during the hard core combat sport of TV watching.  Sadly, I am not being facetious. Of all TV shows however The Big Bang Theory isn't usually prone to more violent couch caliestentics. Normally I vet the episodes of TBBT very carefully because I'm not a cool mom and I think some TV shows aren't meant for kids. But that's a story of judgement for another night.  Last night though, I was relaxing with some wine and watching a show that I was sure was ok. 

I found out that Teddywas watching the same episode on the lap top but on the other couch. We are a gadget family, this really shouldn't shock any of you. Teddy discovered we were watching the same episode as I laughed at one comment and repeated it. It seems he was about 5 minutes ahead of us.  We shared a laugh over our geeky family.

A few minutes later the girls and I were watching and the scene with the four of them fighting over who gets The Lord of the Rings ring starts.  Teddy pipes up, "Watch out," and two seconds later Wolowitz and Raj start teasing Sheldon about his grandmother having sex to gross him out so he'd drop the ring.

This is when the evening dive bombs.

I yell out, "CRAP! I forgot that part!" Tessi yells, "Ew!" And Connor starts to panic.  I start yelling out, " La, la, la, la, la, " to drown out the noise of Wolowitz' bizarre impersonation of Sheldon's Meemaw. Connor throws her head back and slams my hand and wine glass into the wall and shatters it.

There is no way in Hell I can tell the desk clerk the true story of how this glass was broken. My current plan is to admit to an alright rave party that was crashed by bikers. 

Much, much less humiliating.

Day 2 In the Trenches

  Today's family vacation is filled with normal family issues. Fights, siblings locking each other out of the cabin, lectures, unplanned trips to the grocery store & blisters. So nothing remarkable.

Teddy is attempting to spend a majority of this trip in the cabin watching movies on the lap top. Being the good mom I am I threatened to lock him outside. Of course he took that as permission to lock his sister out. 

Parenting, it's a full contact sport.

After my lecture about knocking it the hell off and growing off I sent the girls to the kids club plaster painting activity. It was to be from 10:30-12.  They were back at 11. 

So we, not Emo Boy, return to the pool area after paying for the cookie decorating class from 1:30-3. Lets hope it lasts until 2:15.

Holidays With Kids

January 2, 2013

Day 1 of family vacation to Coff's Harbour.

The kids and I were on the road by 6:30am. This is impressive not because it's hard to pack up - Ted did 95% of it the night before, no it was impressive because I was up at 5:30 and it took me an hour to hear the cats, um...I mean the kids out the door. It doesn't matter how many times you say to a kid, "Get dressed, eat some breakfast, get your bag, go potty and get in the car," they will listen to only about half of what you say.

I suppose I should be grateful they got the potty part right. Forgetting to eat breakfast, the sacred White Blanket which Tessi can not achieve REM sleep without actually pales in comparison to me forgetting the pre-cooked spaghetti Bolognese sauce and hamburger meat I forgot to make my cooking chore easier.

Damn it. I really hate it when I do something stupid that really impacts my life. Mainly because I can't get that cathartic release of screaming at someone else.

Our 6 1/2 hour trip took 7 1/2 hours. This was because of the unexpected breakfast stop since I was a mean cow and didn't let them nosh on the chips and candy for breakfast and I thought Tessi was going to gnaw my head rest off if she didn't get food, and of course the endless summer road construction. That's something that Australia and the US definitely have in common - all roads come to grinding halt in the summer so roads can be fixed. I'm not complaining though, being only an hour late hardly registers on my radar these days.

I think it's the herding cats, er um, kids thing. 12 years I've spent really just happy we've arrived anywhere at all.

7 1/2 hours in the car plus 2 hours at the coolest pool I've seen outside Schlittlerbahn (Aussies, look it up...it ROCKS) and my 3 kids are in a stupor on the couches waiting for directions to their beds.

So far, this place is a winner!!!!! Even the lack of wifi and mobile phone reception isn't enough to damper my tech head mood. I don't even mind walking out of my cabin and down to the pool area to catch some reception.

I suspect though, that crap might start to get old soon.