Ok, so it was Halloween last night. And my kids wanted to go trick or treating but I said no. No, I said, that is an American tradition and a waste of time as you will get virtually nothing for your efforts. And no, I did not buy lollies for the 6 children I expected to turn up. Why? Because last year when I attempted to get into the spirit of things, all but the above mentioned half dozen were even constumed. It was mostly teenagers walking by on their way to somewhere else who spied our skull and crossbones and thought they'd get some chocolate for the walk they were taking. Even last night I copped an attitude filled 'whatever!' from two 10 year olds who happened to be following the costumed six around on their scooters (in their normal clothes - no attempt at anything resembling a costume) when they saw my sign on the door saying I had no lollies this year. And when I closed the front door and turned off the lights so we could eat dinner in peace we got several pissed of thumps on the glass panel next to the door. Little shits. Do they think I will suddenly change my mind if they attempt to break my windows? Ill bred little brats.

 

Yeah, so. Grumpy 'bout that. Like I need an extra hallmark occasion to add to the budget. Bollocks, bollocks, bollocks.

 

E and S are both battling at the moment with the growing pains of friendships with other girls. To this day I have no idea how I dodged all this girly bullshit as I was growing up, but my daughters have not been so lucky. Poor S has been introduced to the concept of some friends being better than others and that being 'pretty' matters and that being told that you aren't is a crushing insult. She had no clue that we all couldn't just be friends together. And so she is cranky and emotional All.The.Time. And E, bless her, has been copping grief for standing up for the class leper. She is staunchly anti-bully and backs herself up by telling people to leave their victims alone. And when it came to telling her best friend to pull her head in, the best friend turned her sharp little claws on E. Every day is filled with so much uncertainty. The BF is moody and fickle and incredibly demanding. If she is ready to play and E is not, then E can't finish her lunch. She must stop and go play. And the BF often decides she 'needs space' and ditches E with no one to play with while she goes and plays with girls who bully E. I was preparing to write a letter to the vice principle to make sure E and BF are placed in the same class next year but E has said not to. E seems to pick these same sort of girls every year and it makes her miserable. Are all kids arseholes and I'm just clueless or have we just landed in a patch of neglected latch key kids who have virtually no parental guidance?? Do I switch schools or is this just the way it is these days? Where parents depend on time strapped teachers to teach their kids morals? I do know that if I want to be gauranteed a school filled with the children of like-minded parents, it's going to cost a bomb. Public school just can't deliver that particular thing.

 

It has been a grump inducing week and I am glad the weekend is coming. We have a birthday 'party' for my brother on Saturday. Well, we will make it a party cos my kids won't hear of taking him a present without accompanying fanfair. We will get candles and sparklers and my brother will have to suffer through my kids' excitement. Teehee. So not cool if you are 14. And on Sunday a cousin they ADORE is coming for the day. And that will rock even more than the birthday. And my babies need a break from the big bad world. Who'd be a kid again? It was hard enough the first time and this generation scares the crap outta me as an adult. I wish Richard Branson would hurry up with his lunar hotel. The moon seems a good option to me today:)