Things I've learned this weekend, because its important to keep learning all through your adult life.
(1) Canberra isn't unspeakably cold and then nice for a week and then unspeakably hot. It's unspeakably cold, nice for two days then unspeakably cold again before lurching frantically into unspeakable heat (I'm taking this last one on faith because it hasn't happened yet).
(2) Being the first stand-up comedy act in a roomful of drunk kids [by which I mean, late teenagers, early twenties, people up to their fifties and so forth -ed] is not a rewarding nor an enjoyable experience. It does not teach you anything about people, about comedy or about life in general. (Actually I already knew this but it's nice to be reminded once in a while).
(3) My kids won't eat mashed potato no matter how much freaking butter, cream or salt I put in it. Nor will they eat all their snow peas or carrot (both raw and steamed). They will however eat their calippo ice-block and their packaged yoghurt because I am a weak, weak man.
(4) The capital and largest city of the Republic of Djibouti is called Djibouti. Thanks Wikipedia! (I just wanted to end on a life-affirming and upbeat note. Consider your life affirmed and beaten up).
(5) Bonus lesson. Delegated parenting works. If boy (6) wants an ice-block, then I say he can have one if girl (3) eats two snow peas. Then I lie back and let nature go about its gory business!
[Obligatory writing note in pathetic deference to the alleged theme of this blog: Tonight when the kids are asleep, I'm going to continue writing my sitcom screen play. Hopefully.]
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I don't know, I tried to implement your bonus lesson this morning (if boy, 6, can get girl, 3, to eat three mouthfuls of porridge and then close her eyes, blue berries will magically appear in both your bowls), but it met with not a little skepticism from both parties....
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