Must remember to borrow Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban for Beth.
She is going dressed as Hermione Granger in the movie: pink jumper (even though she is so over pink), jeans, bushy hair (i.e. au naturel!).
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Why Aussie kids love school
Must remember to borrow Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban for Beth.
She is going dressed as Hermione Granger in the movie: pink jumper (even though she is so over pink), jeans, bushy hair (i.e. au naturel!).
Monday, August 30, 2010
Annual Yamaha Concert
Three years on, the Yamaha concert has a different feel for us.
It's like an extended gathering of family and friends. We may not know the pint-sized performers so eager to show us what they've learned over the course of 8 months, but we clap enthusiastically nonetheless.
And when our eyes meet the eyes of complete strangers next to us - proud parents and grandparents - we exchange knowing smiles. "Wasn't that a fantastic effort," we want to say to each other - but don't.
This year, we are much more relaxed as a family. I fuss less about Beth's outfit. We are more confident about the routine: how early we need to be, where we should meet. The location is the same as last year, and we now have a sat-nav, which makes for a much more pleasant ride, although The Voice gets irritated when we do not stick to the recommended route.
Having said that, a Singaporean can't get rid of certain traits.
Like playing the Solfege CD all the way to Brighton in the hope it will help Beth rehearse Adventurous Kids and Rock and Roll.
I am secretly worried about the latter, because it's an ensemble piece and Beth is the only one in her class playing Part 3. If she messes up, there will be no one to hide behind. Her teacher Rebecca was sick the day before the concert and they had a replacement teacher in who couldn't possibly know where they'd got up to in their preparations. The Sat before was the elections and the school was used as a polling centre, so lessons were cancelled. And the Sat before that, Beth missed the class because of flu, and lost another chance to rehearse with her classmates.
If ever there was an example of Murphy's Law, this surely was it.
Then when we flicked through the programme, we realized Beth's class was on first.
I wasn't sure that was a good thing. But as life turns out, my worry was wasted. The children dug in and put in that extra effort to shine, listened to each other and maintained good eye contact with Rebecca. I was especially grateful that Beth was seated right in front - maximum eye contact! - and that Rebecca played Beth's part along with her just that bit louder.
Once Beth's item was over, I was able to enjoy the rest of the concert much better.
I particularly enjoyed the class performances where the songs were more complex, with that 'wow' factor. The kind of song that, after you heard it, you would turn to your neighbour and both of you would have that slightly awestruck, admiring expression, having heard an amazing result from such young performers. Like Cosmic Dance and A Monster.
And the advanced performers...
There was this young girl (Jordanne called her 'beautiful' because she had a sparkly maroon sequinned dress on) who so expressively played her own composition and will represent Yamaha at an event in Indonesia, and a young man who improvised on Gershwin.
You might say they offer a glimpse into a possible future for the ones who persevere through the levels with the talent and right attitude.
It's like an extended gathering of family and friends. We may not know the pint-sized performers so eager to show us what they've learned over the course of 8 months, but we clap enthusiastically nonetheless.
And when our eyes meet the eyes of complete strangers next to us - proud parents and grandparents - we exchange knowing smiles. "Wasn't that a fantastic effort," we want to say to each other - but don't.
This year, we are much more relaxed as a family. I fuss less about Beth's outfit. We are more confident about the routine: how early we need to be, where we should meet. The location is the same as last year, and we now have a sat-nav, which makes for a much more pleasant ride, although The Voice gets irritated when we do not stick to the recommended route.
Having said that, a Singaporean can't get rid of certain traits.
Like playing the Solfege CD all the way to Brighton in the hope it will help Beth rehearse Adventurous Kids and Rock and Roll.
I am secretly worried about the latter, because it's an ensemble piece and Beth is the only one in her class playing Part 3. If she messes up, there will be no one to hide behind. Her teacher Rebecca was sick the day before the concert and they had a replacement teacher in who couldn't possibly know where they'd got up to in their preparations. The Sat before was the elections and the school was used as a polling centre, so lessons were cancelled. And the Sat before that, Beth missed the class because of flu, and lost another chance to rehearse with her classmates.
If ever there was an example of Murphy's Law, this surely was it.
Then when we flicked through the programme, we realized Beth's class was on first.
I wasn't sure that was a good thing. But as life turns out, my worry was wasted. The children dug in and put in that extra effort to shine, listened to each other and maintained good eye contact with Rebecca. I was especially grateful that Beth was seated right in front - maximum eye contact! - and that Rebecca played Beth's part along with her just that bit louder.
Once Beth's item was over, I was able to enjoy the rest of the concert much better.
I particularly enjoyed the class performances where the songs were more complex, with that 'wow' factor. The kind of song that, after you heard it, you would turn to your neighbour and both of you would have that slightly awestruck, admiring expression, having heard an amazing result from such young performers. Like Cosmic Dance and A Monster.
And the advanced performers...
There was this young girl (Jordanne called her 'beautiful' because she had a sparkly maroon sequinned dress on) who so expressively played her own composition and will represent Yamaha at an event in Indonesia, and a young man who improvised on Gershwin.
You might say they offer a glimpse into a possible future for the ones who persevere through the levels with the talent and right attitude.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
JW and Rob Oakeshott
My favourite JW has just come by to give me a leaflet on this weekend's convention at the Rod Laver Arena.
The theme: How Can You Draw Close to God?
Definitely relevant and timely, especially for seekers and backsliders.
Jennifer tells me there's going to be a full-costume Bible drama on Sun afternoon, which should be fun for the kids.
"Where's your little one by the way? It's very quiet today," she observed.
There you have it - the reason I keep opening my door to JW, even if I've no wish to be drawn into a discussion or debate on whose version of The Truth is more accurate. They are certainly the only professing Christians who put themselves out there regularly, and I admire them for it.
On Election 2010, I just read an interesting offering by independent Rob Oakeshott, who is one of the individuals with the unenviable privilege of being courted by the major parties and whose vote could help form a working government in the next few weeks.
His suggestion is for a multi-party government, with (possibly) Kevin Rudd reporting to Tony Abbott, and Malcolm Turnbull serving under Julia Gillard.
How original is that! I hope all good-intentioned pollies give RO a hearing. It's time to put aside political prejudices, take a serious look at the strengths of available leaders and restore the interests of all Australians to the top of the agenda where they rightly belong. All this party bickering and finger pointing is laughable; it reminds me of squabbles between children - "It's mine." "No it's not, give it back!" "That's not nice!" "M-u-m!!"
For that reason, I think Julia Gillard has demonstrated great leadership by barring Mark Arbib from taking part in ABC's Q&A show. I haven't followed his political career, but received wisdom has it that he is one of the factional power brokers that staged the Rudd coup. In other words, he helped install Julia, and the suggestion is she is beholden to him, so it's interesting she's now turning the tables on him. For the past 2 months, she's been living in the shadow of Rudd's demise. Even though she's been holding it together pretty well with all her Moving Australia Forward exhortations, she can't be immune to the suspicion and negativity, and I don't think I'm the only one who feels she came into power the wrong way. It's refreshing to see her doing something Prime Ministerial for once.
The gardening guy's mum is (still) in hospital with shingles. She's been in there for 3 weeks, has endured a heart attack, and is being moved to another ward. I pray for her and the whole family, that she recovers from this ordeal and her family get to be with her for as long as is good for all of them.
And speaking of gardening, Melbourne has eased its water restrictions for the first time in 4 years. That's pretty much the length of time we've been in Aus. Now we can water our gardens and wash our cars when we wish. Not that I'll be hurrying to do either!
The theme: How Can You Draw Close to God?
Definitely relevant and timely, especially for seekers and backsliders.
Jennifer tells me there's going to be a full-costume Bible drama on Sun afternoon, which should be fun for the kids.
"Where's your little one by the way? It's very quiet today," she observed.
There you have it - the reason I keep opening my door to JW, even if I've no wish to be drawn into a discussion or debate on whose version of The Truth is more accurate. They are certainly the only professing Christians who put themselves out there regularly, and I admire them for it.
On Election 2010, I just read an interesting offering by independent Rob Oakeshott, who is one of the individuals with the unenviable privilege of being courted by the major parties and whose vote could help form a working government in the next few weeks.
His suggestion is for a multi-party government, with (possibly) Kevin Rudd reporting to Tony Abbott, and Malcolm Turnbull serving under Julia Gillard.
How original is that! I hope all good-intentioned pollies give RO a hearing. It's time to put aside political prejudices, take a serious look at the strengths of available leaders and restore the interests of all Australians to the top of the agenda where they rightly belong. All this party bickering and finger pointing is laughable; it reminds me of squabbles between children - "It's mine." "No it's not, give it back!" "That's not nice!" "M-u-m!!"
For that reason, I think Julia Gillard has demonstrated great leadership by barring Mark Arbib from taking part in ABC's Q&A show. I haven't followed his political career, but received wisdom has it that he is one of the factional power brokers that staged the Rudd coup. In other words, he helped install Julia, and the suggestion is she is beholden to him, so it's interesting she's now turning the tables on him. For the past 2 months, she's been living in the shadow of Rudd's demise. Even though she's been holding it together pretty well with all her Moving Australia Forward exhortations, she can't be immune to the suspicion and negativity, and I don't think I'm the only one who feels she came into power the wrong way. It's refreshing to see her doing something Prime Ministerial for once.
The gardening guy's mum is (still) in hospital with shingles. She's been in there for 3 weeks, has endured a heart attack, and is being moved to another ward. I pray for her and the whole family, that she recovers from this ordeal and her family get to be with her for as long as is good for all of them.
And speaking of gardening, Melbourne has eased its water restrictions for the first time in 4 years. That's pretty much the length of time we've been in Aus. Now we can water our gardens and wash our cars when we wish. Not that I'll be hurrying to do either!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
How To Make My Child Want To Learn Chinese
Hubby reminds me we have to find alternative ways to engage Beth and encourage her in her learning of Chinese.
So I'm looking out for Chinese DVDs, cartoons, even Nintendo DS games - anything that will make her want to stick with it and improve her mastery of Chinese.
Just this afternoon, she threw a tanty in the carpark and refused to get out of the car, saying she did not want to go for Chinese class. Hubby was able to persuade her - how exactly I do not know - and in the end she was the one who hurried him along as she did not want to be late for class!
I have just looked at AsianParent.com and am now looking at ChineseForSmartKids.com. AP has books with CDs and VCDs and CFSK has a sample movie that looks like it could be fun for Beth to play with.
I wonder what Beth will have to say about today's Chinese class. She didn't even manage to finish her homework for the week. Can't believe she had the audacity to just go for class like that.
PS. Hubby tells me there is a strange car parked outside our house with a group of young people in it and I need to be careful because they look like they have a catapult. Another difference between SG and AUS - since when did peaceful law-abiding citizens have to fear hooligans who might frighten or attack them for no reason? This is our neighbourhood, our street. Makes me mad just to think that we have to put up with such nonsense. Why isn't there enough law enforcement muscle out there to protect the innocent majority?
So I'm looking out for Chinese DVDs, cartoons, even Nintendo DS games - anything that will make her want to stick with it and improve her mastery of Chinese.
Just this afternoon, she threw a tanty in the carpark and refused to get out of the car, saying she did not want to go for Chinese class. Hubby was able to persuade her - how exactly I do not know - and in the end she was the one who hurried him along as she did not want to be late for class!
I have just looked at AsianParent.com and am now looking at ChineseForSmartKids.com. AP has books with CDs and VCDs and CFSK has a sample movie that looks like it could be fun for Beth to play with.
I wonder what Beth will have to say about today's Chinese class. She didn't even manage to finish her homework for the week. Can't believe she had the audacity to just go for class like that.
PS. Hubby tells me there is a strange car parked outside our house with a group of young people in it and I need to be careful because they look like they have a catapult. Another difference between SG and AUS - since when did peaceful law-abiding citizens have to fear hooligans who might frighten or attack them for no reason? This is our neighbourhood, our street. Makes me mad just to think that we have to put up with such nonsense. Why isn't there enough law enforcement muscle out there to protect the innocent majority?
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
One Week Later And Still Sick
Some bright spots in the day...
The wait at the neighbourhood GP didn't take 2 hours like it usually does. We were done in under an hour and I decided to keep J home for the remainder of the day.
The doc said the pain at the top of my abdomen just below my ribcage is a natural result of coughing hard and pulling a muscle, nothing to worry about. Certainly not bronchitis.
I got the feeling that he thought I might be overreacting. :(
The wait at the neighbourhood GP didn't take 2 hours like it usually does. We were done in under an hour and I decided to keep J home for the remainder of the day.
The doc said the pain at the top of my abdomen just below my ribcage is a natural result of coughing hard and pulling a muscle, nothing to worry about. Certainly not bronchitis.
I got the feeling that he thought I might be overreacting. :(
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
A Mystery Solved
Think I have solved The Mystery.
He Will Carry You was a song in Joseph The Dreamer, not the (campy) Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat.
Here's a video of this song being performed by the First Filipino Baptist Church:
Watch Joseph the Dreamer -- He will carry you in Music | View More Free Videos Online at Veoh.com
And here's the list of tracks, many of which encouraged me when I was young in my faith:
Side A
1. Praise His Name and See It Happen
2. Like Father, Like Son
3. Colors
4. He Will Carry You
5. Lead Me
6. Incredible
7. Mae East
8. In Moments Like These
9. One Song Is Not Enough
Side B
1. He Opens a Window
2. A New Beginning
3. What A World It Would Be
4. Down and Back
5. Everything I Need
6. The Hand Song
7. Like Father, Like Son (Reprise)
8. Praise His Name and See It Happen (Reprise)
Source:
http://castalbums.org/recordings/Dreamer_What_Really_Happened_to_Joseph_1983_The_Continentals/15129
He Will Carry You was a song in Joseph The Dreamer, not the (campy) Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat.
Here's a video of this song being performed by the First Filipino Baptist Church:
Watch Joseph the Dreamer -- He will carry you in Music | View More Free Videos Online at Veoh.com
And here's the list of tracks, many of which encouraged me when I was young in my faith:
Side A
1. Praise His Name and See It Happen
2. Like Father, Like Son
3. Colors
4. He Will Carry You
5. Lead Me
6. Incredible
7. Mae East
8. In Moments Like These
9. One Song Is Not Enough
Side B
1. He Opens a Window
2. A New Beginning
3. What A World It Would Be
4. Down and Back
5. Everything I Need
6. The Hand Song
7. Like Father, Like Son (Reprise)
8. Praise His Name and See It Happen (Reprise)
Source:
http://castalbums.org/recordings/Dreamer_What_Really_Happened_to_Joseph_1983_The_Continentals/15129
Bitten by the winter bug
Today is the first day the girls have gone to school this week.
Beth missed last Thu as well, making it twice this term she has been absent. A rare thing for her.
J started off the morning insisting she was staying home, but by the time we'd dropped her sister off, she had reconciled herself to the idea of going to school and didn't object when we pulled up at Wyndarra. She looked reasonably well and alert. Nothing dripping and no fever, or I would've kept her home. She's already had a day off - at the cost of $52! Childcare centres charge you whether or not you turn up, because your place is reserved for you, and they are not at liberty to release your spot to another child.
The whole family has struggled more than usual with the flu this time.
I was out from Thu to Sat with fever and body ache; the mental cloud only started to lift on Sunday. And there's an inexplicable, never-before-encountered sore spot in my chest that feels like a bruise and hurts even when I'm not coughing. Each time I cough, I feel like my whole ribcage might explode.
Then it was the girls' turn.
The last man standing had to take Mon off to recover from his own symptoms and the exertions of caring for everyone else.
On Sat, we farewelled our house guest Annie at the Gull bus stop on Synnot St, then pulled ourselves together sufficiently to attend the rousing rendition of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat by Beth's school in the evening.
The narrator (Saralisa L) was amazing! The programme says she's in Y9 but she sure carried herself like an adult. I can see her as a teacher or lawyer. Beth of course, insists that the real star is the Y8 guy who played Joseph: Alex R. He was singing in falsetto througout, which was charming and in keeping with his boyish image. Our friend Harrison did very well as a cute, not-very-threatening Ishmaelite slave trader and a doomed baker.
For an evening out, it was money well spent. The show was enjoyable and the actors very talented. The casting was great. Loved the props and costumes too, esp the Egyptian girls' outfits. (Mrs Potiphar reminded me of Cleopatra.) Having the narrator follow the characters through and do her side commentary thing to the audience and the choir was a marvellous dramatic touch. And those 7 fat cows...! :-)
My beef with the production is: where were all the other good songs, like He Will Carry You? That was a favourite for my mates and me in '87-'88 when we were new to the faith - we used to sing it all the time in college - and I was so looking forward to hearing it again.
Or did I make a mistake and maybe He Will Carry You was never a part of Joseph? I asked hubby and he remembers the song and associates it with Joseph too. It was from a cassette recording that was popular at the time...
You know the song...
If he carried the weight of the world on his shoulder
I know my brother that he will carry you
This being a school production with young children attending, why did Pharaoh have to bare his chest in a he-man moment? And what's with the letters EMM inked on his chest?
And why was there no opening prayer before the show, or acknowledgement of God's providence when all other members of cast and crew were thanked at the curtain call? A bit of a glaring oversight for a Christian school, surely.
Enough griping.
Found this old video starring Jason Donovan (woo hoo!). Enjoy.
http://rutube.ru/tracks/1087256.html?v=fbbd4ecce3013865b9c3f2387f6fee15
Beth missed last Thu as well, making it twice this term she has been absent. A rare thing for her.
J started off the morning insisting she was staying home, but by the time we'd dropped her sister off, she had reconciled herself to the idea of going to school and didn't object when we pulled up at Wyndarra. She looked reasonably well and alert. Nothing dripping and no fever, or I would've kept her home. She's already had a day off - at the cost of $52! Childcare centres charge you whether or not you turn up, because your place is reserved for you, and they are not at liberty to release your spot to another child.
The whole family has struggled more than usual with the flu this time.
I was out from Thu to Sat with fever and body ache; the mental cloud only started to lift on Sunday. And there's an inexplicable, never-before-encountered sore spot in my chest that feels like a bruise and hurts even when I'm not coughing. Each time I cough, I feel like my whole ribcage might explode.
Then it was the girls' turn.
The last man standing had to take Mon off to recover from his own symptoms and the exertions of caring for everyone else.
On Sat, we farewelled our house guest Annie at the Gull bus stop on Synnot St, then pulled ourselves together sufficiently to attend the rousing rendition of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat by Beth's school in the evening.
The narrator (Saralisa L) was amazing! The programme says she's in Y9 but she sure carried herself like an adult. I can see her as a teacher or lawyer. Beth of course, insists that the real star is the Y8 guy who played Joseph: Alex R. He was singing in falsetto througout, which was charming and in keeping with his boyish image. Our friend Harrison did very well as a cute, not-very-threatening Ishmaelite slave trader and a doomed baker.
For an evening out, it was money well spent. The show was enjoyable and the actors very talented. The casting was great. Loved the props and costumes too, esp the Egyptian girls' outfits. (Mrs Potiphar reminded me of Cleopatra.) Having the narrator follow the characters through and do her side commentary thing to the audience and the choir was a marvellous dramatic touch. And those 7 fat cows...! :-)
My beef with the production is: where were all the other good songs, like He Will Carry You? That was a favourite for my mates and me in '87-'88 when we were new to the faith - we used to sing it all the time in college - and I was so looking forward to hearing it again.
Or did I make a mistake and maybe He Will Carry You was never a part of Joseph? I asked hubby and he remembers the song and associates it with Joseph too. It was from a cassette recording that was popular at the time...
You know the song...
If he carried the weight of the world on his shoulder
I know my brother that he will carry you
This being a school production with young children attending, why did Pharaoh have to bare his chest in a he-man moment? And what's with the letters EMM inked on his chest?
And why was there no opening prayer before the show, or acknowledgement of God's providence when all other members of cast and crew were thanked at the curtain call? A bit of a glaring oversight for a Christian school, surely.
Enough griping.
Found this old video starring Jason Donovan (woo hoo!). Enjoy.
http://rutube.ru/tracks/1087256.html?v=fbbd4ecce3013865b9c3f2387f6fee15
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
When was the last time someone thanked you for buying from them?
I've bought and sold a couple of things on eBay, and usually after you've bought something, you're asked to leave feedback for the seller.
I used MadeIt recently to find this gorgeous present for my friend's little girl.
Today, I received an email telling me the SELLER had left positive feedback for ME.
type: Positive
comment: ♥ Fantastic buyer, welcome back anytime. Enjoy your AnK accessories ♥
I have never had anyone thank me for my custom in this way before. Sure makes me feel special! :)
I used MadeIt recently to find this gorgeous present for my friend's little girl.
Today, I received an email telling me the SELLER had left positive feedback for ME.
type: Positive
comment: ♥ Fantastic buyer, welcome back anytime. Enjoy your AnK accessories ♥
I have never had anyone thank me for my custom in this way before. Sure makes me feel special! :)
Patriots in Melbourne
Our whole family logged on to the NDP website last night to catch the festivities.
It was 9.25 pm Melbourne time - 7.25 pm SG time - and the highlight of the show was scheduled for 8.10 SG time. Some clever person had connected the year 2010 with the time 20:10...
We watched videos of the choir (I liked the rap and the fancy dance moves, but not the way they ruined my memories of old favourites like Count On Me Singapore: what would Clement Chow say??), listened to the Exco guy speak, and thought the theme song (who's the long-haired girl in the video? the composer?) a bit slow and not very catchy. After Kit Chan's 'Home', all other songs seem so-so.
As it was WAY PAST the girls' bedtime and a school night (Aussie kids go to bed at 7), Beth was allowed just a few minutes to explore the interactive quiz on SG history before we chased the brood off to bed.
That was probably the biggest gain of the evening: 3 Singaporeans (including our house guest) logging on from AUS competing with each other and 'showing off' our general knowledge to an 8 yo who has spent half her life away from SG:
Majulah Singapura!
It was 9.25 pm Melbourne time - 7.25 pm SG time - and the highlight of the show was scheduled for 8.10 SG time. Some clever person had connected the year 2010 with the time 20:10...
We watched videos of the choir (I liked the rap and the fancy dance moves, but not the way they ruined my memories of old favourites like Count On Me Singapore: what would Clement Chow say??), listened to the Exco guy speak, and thought the theme song (who's the long-haired girl in the video? the composer?) a bit slow and not very catchy. After Kit Chan's 'Home', all other songs seem so-so.
As it was WAY PAST the girls' bedtime and a school night (Aussie kids go to bed at 7), Beth was allowed just a few minutes to explore the interactive quiz on SG history before we chased the brood off to bed.
That was probably the biggest gain of the evening: 3 Singaporeans (including our house guest) logging on from AUS competing with each other and 'showing off' our general knowledge to an 8 yo who has spent half her life away from SG:
- What was the first civilian airport (Kallang),
- When did Stamford Raffles arrive (1819),
- What's the unofficial first language of Singaporeans (Singlish lah!),
- Who are the original indigenous people of SG (Malays),
- What is Sentosa's old name (Pulau Belakang Mati) etc.
Majulah Singapura!
Sunday, August 08, 2010
My 3 yo, The Social Butterfly
J attended her very first birthday party last weekend.
I thought for a really long time - should we decline? should we accept? - because it was an invite from a classmate at daycare whose parents I'd never met.
Indeed, it seems quite common in AUS to issue party invites to one's children's friends - even if they don't play together regularly and even if, as in our case, you haven't actually met the parents. Because not long after this invitation, we received an invite from another little daycare friend.
With the first invite, I only picked up the phone 2 days before the 'RSVP by...' date. There were so many reasons to say no, but either way, I would have to call and give an answer. And being an introvert, I DIDN'T LIKE THAT.
In the end, I decided saying yes was much easier to do.
But it also meant further headaches: dolling up my little girl, turning up to a party where we knew no one but the birthday girl (and that only because her thoughtful parents had included a photo of her on the invite!), and having to shell out for a present. Being a one-income family, we don't have a lot of buffer in our household budget for extras like presents.
On the day, hubby and I drove up to the party, said hello to the parents of the birthday girl - who was already starting to get cranky from all the strange faces and stimulation - smiled at a lot of strangers, helped ourselves to the finger food, admired the handiwork that had gone into making the outdoor area suitable for parties, and went to the backyard to watch J and her little friends at play. Even though there were only 2 or 3 kids there that J knew, it didn't stop her having a ball. She just got in there and partied - while her introvert parents stood around awkwardly.
Two and a half hours later, we drove home, exhausted.
I made a mental note to self to never do this again.
As it turned out, the date of the second party coincided with my other child's music concert. So I didn't feel bad texting the parent of the other child to say that J would not be able to come to the party.
Though why I should feel bad saying no is fodder for another story. Just one more baggage to chuck from my life!
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