Sabtu, 27 Februari 2010

Parental Warning

I am a good mother. Well I am a tolerable mother. How do I know? Because my kids have always had a place to bring their friends and play and I've had the good sense to let them but to always be present.

For all you yummy mummies out there, toddlers aint nothin' . . encourage your kids to bring their friends home. Learn to be invisible but to check on them now and then. Provide sustenance and learn the names of the bands they listen to. (You might be surprised, even I like Dead Letter Circus and Alexis on Fire). Put up with the 'language' because that's all it is. Be cool but omnipotent. Listen to their conversations . . you will learn much! Sometimes a little more than you care to.

OK they're not kids anymore, they're 23 an 25 but still .. this trend started at 14 and now they're at the end of the parenting plan and all of us are comfortable playing together.

On a quiet Saturday, fun is made out of mowing golf fairways and rough holes before a tournament of champions, beers in hand, heat not withstanding. Then a barbecue where I do nothing more than clear the plates and of course ending in poker whilst making Wookie noises with Slipknot playing in the background. . . I chose to watch bobsled's crashing . .

Paparazzi repellers . . . It's a bitch living with camera woman. Yes that's my son flashing his bum and my daughter giving me the finger. "Respect"

Some of the putting techniques are less than 'orthodox'

Negotiating a dog leg

Chip it . . chip it good!

Found it! She's good at finding balls in the rough
(even on five acres the ball lands in the neighbour's yard!)



Someone . .not I, will be picking these up for hours tomorrow morning!

Poker and Wookie calls . .

Right, time for bed, they're into night golf GAH! They're now playing at 11pm in the dark. Poor horses.

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