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Mom's portrait blogueuse episode 37

Ahhhhh this has made for a long time isn't it? They take back that our series of moms' portraits Blogueuses by receiving today once again a blogueuse illustrator who is too great known in more! (mode fan ONE) Nathalie Jomard, from the grumeauland!! With his blog, definite baby of Grumeautique, which is loved in madness, to us the moms!

Thank you for declining first of all your identity, pseudo, age, numbers of gnomes with load, geographical location (here e-Zabel, national police force, your papers please)

Nathalie Jomard, alias the clown de la R publique Banani re and Autoproclam e du Grumeauland, alias auntie Nath:
- 650 years in years flies (very nearly and on sight completely pifom trique) and all the teeth,
- 1 Lump in legs (who is worth 12),
- live not far from a meadow full of cows who make big cow dung, milk and produce incidentally some methane which makes a hole in the ozone layer,
- measure nearly 40cm of the top of the cuticle of the index up to the tourniquet of the elbow
- put on of 42 carpet slippers when has it more than 38 court shoes

Working mom or Home mom or roughly, apart glander at home, you make what as activities admitted by the society?

Working mom but irritated loafer, my job it is to draw.

A daddy who helps a bit, a lot, passionately or one that? (a perhaps used joker if the zhom in question is likely AND reader of blog!)?

The perfect Daddy who can make everything (apart co-ordinate tights, shoes and dress of his daughter so that this does not make type small orphan dressed with togs post Soviets of a Romanian health centre of the seventies) Ouai, token suddenly, he is not completely perfect

Your mom's nicest memory (I know it is cucul, but it is girl's blog here however, it is necessary to respect some ground rules)

When I changed the devastated radioactive layer of excrement of my Lump without turning the eye. That day, I understood that I was sharpened to survive. A bit as the cockroaches

Your blog: why, since when, what they find, your ambition there, what to you plait in the writing (in short, now that you are multimillionaire thanks to your blog, can you speak to us about it a little more?)

My blog was born on a nice morning of June, 2008 while I still digested Chocapics of my baby d j . The Lump howling me of 500 decibels in tympanums as in the habit, I told myself:  I would stick on him well of the scotch tape on the muzzle so that he is silent  . But since it is forbidden by the International Convention of the Rights of the Brats, I told myself:  Yours, and not being able to be possible make it in truth, if I drew him?  .
Once I drew him, I told myself:  Yours, and if I shared it with my auntie Fernande? 
Once I shared it with my auntie Fernande, I told myself:  Yours, and if I shared it with the blogomonde and the galaxy? 
Once I shared it with the blogomonde and the galaxy and once I became multimillionaire, famous and worshiped in the whole world and in my drawer with underpants, I told myself:  Yours, I am still hungry, and if I made a bowl of Chocapics?  .
And here is how the blog of the definite Baby of grumeautique was born.

Strict mom, mom hen or a mixture of two? (You get to work it in the carrot, in the whip or in yes yes my small darling)

Maman-Chamallow. Attack of chronic inability to show the slightest ounce of authority. I practice a kind of passive non-pedagogy (and it is probable that one day I will regret it and that to compensate I will bring up my grandsons method whips Cossack).

For you, it is what the most difficult in mom's life? (yes I always am in my objective to put down with the famous it is marvellous and what of happiness to be mom !)

Do not faint when a layer pardis is changed!

Fields free: (go express cowards you, you there, it is the instant!)

This dug me this interview, there remains Chocapics?

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Mom's portrait blogueuse episode 36

astridm Today, I welcome a blogueuse mom illustrator (between other and anything than this) who liked is funnily nice there, I can say it to you since I had lunch with her on Friday! Here is Astrid, of the blog of the same name: AstridM

Thank you for declining first of all your identity, pseudo, age, numbers of gnomes with load, geographical location (here e-Zabel, national police force, your papers please)

AstridM, 31 years, mom of Didounette of 21 months. Live in the Parisian West, survive the passage of the Seine

Working mom or Home mom or roughly, apart glander at home, you make what as activities admitted by the society?

Home Working mom there makes! Illustrator and editor web, I work at home. Therefore roughly, I begin my days at about 10 h 30 with a wholesale trade mug of coffee at the hand. At midday, I leave my nice slippers pink Ik a. After a good shower and a meal tray, I drowse in front of my screen of computer until the fateful hour rings: the hour to recover Didounette (I also have a Great Nanny besides!). Token in truth, I also sometimes work during the day, I reassure you!

A daddy who helps a bit, a lot, passionately or one that? (a perhaps used joker if the zhom in question is likely AND reader of blog!)?

Mr Mr is a true pearl, I am aware of it. He can make everything!
It is especially a daddy who makes burst out laughing his Didounette with his surprised attacks of kisses and who makes the best lasagnas of all whole world of my living room!

Your mom's nicest memory (I know it is cucul, but it is girl's blog here however, it is necessary to respect some ground rules)

ok, then I am going to respect ground rules. Attention it is simple-simple, you are told!
Memories, I have it already full, but never I will forget the small look of my flea when the midwife put it down to me on my chest (I know, I know she did not see thing big in this age, but let about me dream a bit!)

Your blog: why, since when, what they find, your ambition there, what to you plait in the writing (in short, now that you are multimillionaire thanks to your blog, can you speak to us about it a little more?)

And well in makes, my blog is rather recent. I created it in February, 2009. The arrival of Didounette a bit very upset and so much the better! I made a small professional pause (graphic designer in epoch), I needed to take stock of the situation and my daughter had, her, need of me. I started scrawling and then I felt like representing my mom's new life with a bit humorous tone. The blog was the ideal support for it. I was surprised to see that I had readers (others than my friends) and that many people of them met in my illus. My blog brought me a lot of virtual meetings or not, professional or not and this, it is really magical!
But I do not make that to draw, I also write for the blog of Momes that thank you was offered me to enliven (Julie!). I love this, I burst!

Strict mom, mom hen or a mixture of two? (You get to work it in the carrot, in the whip or in yes yes my small darling)

Not too strict mom. I am a mixture of the mom hen who makes nice inedible but obviously very odd cakes (scrou#fff!) and who splits in front of the ray toys of Department stores (I know I am weak!) and from the mama dis-merci- -la-dame.

For you, it is what the most difficult in mom's life? (yes I always am in my objective to put down with the famous it is marvellous and what of happiness to be mom !)

Undoubtedly not to can say "not "stop " I stop "pause"! It is getting tired to have to be in 80-100 % while they feel like being in 40 %. Because when they are mom, they do not too much have the right any more to think of his ease before that of the child and this, this it is great difficult!
That he would be soft some time to make his sluggish on the canap, and good not! it is necessary to give the bath, to change the layer, to prepare short meal, it is necessary to be forgotten. At least till 20 h 30

Fields free: (go express cowards you, you there, it is the instant!)

First of all, Thanks to you, e-Zabel! Thank you for your blog, for your good mood, for your blows of heart!
And I wanted to thank particularly those without whom I would not be here, I want to speak the index of said Jo and Prosper or Poupouce for the intimate! Thank you the guys!

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Mom's portrait blogueuse episode 35

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September 28th, 2009 in (Three cheers for the girlfriends)

Ann de Papilles and Pupils

Ann de Papilles and Pupils

Today a portrait of a mom blogueuse pro of the kitchen (not I therefore, this it is clear)! Incidentally, her also, you saw it with me in the magazine It of last December! I welcome here the nice and gifted, Ann of the blog Papillae and Pupils today

Thank you for declining first of all your identity, pseudo, age, numbers of gnomes with load, geographical location (here e-Zabel, national police force, your papers please)

Ann (Papillae from Papillae and Pupils), age of reason, 2 children with load of 9 years and 13 years, Claret

Working mom or Home mom or roughly, apart glander at home, you make what as activities admitted by the society?

I blog in more than full of time, I write for sites, press packs, marks agro food

A daddy who helps a bit, a lot, passionately or one that? (a perhaps used joker if the zhom in question is likely AND reader of blog!)?

A daddy who helps passionately. I will have never taken out without his total support and his constant help. We do not have family on place and if he had not become available regularly for the children, I would have been able never to continue my blog in that way. I am often in Paris for the work, and shone, meanwhile, there, he assures!

Your mom's nicest memory (I know it is cucul, but it is girl's blog here however, it is necessary to respect some ground rules)

The first time when the elder took his brother in the arms. She, from the top of her 3 and a half years, gave him the nursing bottle; so affecting.

Your blog: why, since when, what they find, your ambition there, what to you plait in the writing (in short, now that you are multimillionaire thanks to your blog, can you speak to us about it a little more?)

Having wedged at home because of impossibility of canteen (2 children, allergic food 2), I had in 2005, need of social life, of contacts with THE EXTERNAL WORLD. The kitchen was obvious of itself because I have to manage to cook without eggs and without gluten (yes the complete loose). Today, I have no ambition if it is not that to please and to please me. I lived from day to day and I have a good time.

Strict mom, mom hen or a mixture of two? (You get to work it in the carrot, in the whip or in yes yes my small darling)

Mixture of two. On some subjects, I am intractable. When I say "not ", it is not, when I say at table , I do not repeat it 300 times. Politeness also: they greet, goodbye, thank you But we laugh very at home. I will say that I am rather uncompromising on bases and very flexible for all rest.

For you, it is what the most difficult in mom's life? (yes I always am in my objective to put down with the famous it is marvellous and what of happiness to be mom !)

The most hard it is loneliness, distress when they have worries of health.

Fields free: (go express cowards you, you there, it is the instant!)

A banality: not easy to be parent. No training, no school. We just try to make at best being the most just most possible.

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Portrait of a mom actress!

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September 21st, 2009 in (Three cheers for the girlfriends)

Sandrine Sarroche

Sandrine Sarroche

Today, an a bit particular portrait and with good reason! I welcome Sandrine Sarroche, a talented filled actress who goes in some days to stage for 1 exceptional representation, the texts of 7 Blogueuses moms!

It has been already some weeks since I am informed and here is finally the instant when I decide to say it you! You will have understood him, I am part of 7 winning Blogueuses. Called operation  Blogs in Stage  is an idea of the Mutual Dress rehearsal, it consists in inviting for the first time in France Blogueuses to participate in the creation of a show, an One Woman Show! Veiled how I sent at the beginning of the summer three of my articles and veiled how I was some days ago facing Sandrine Sarroche who is therefore charged with mission: succeed in laughing with these famous texts!! And believe me it is not simple, given that by definition, what is written and made to be read and not played in front of people! And yeah madam!

In short, if you want to know about it more, I let you consult the blog of event (because it is an event!): Blogs in stage

I just say to you who are other girlfriends to participate: Frederica, Isabel, , Sandra, and Sophie

Put in the interview and do not leave, there is the present to be followed!!

Thank you for declining first of all your identity, pseudo, age, numbers of gnomes with load, geographical location (here e-Zabel, national police force, your papers please)

Sandrine Sarroche, 39 groin (until September 17th!), 1 5-year-old son, Paris. I am actress and author. In my assets, 2 one woman show.

Working mom or Home mom or roughly, apart glander at home, you make what as activities admitted by the society?

I am S gol ne in 2007 when I camped a hairdresser who left in campaign instead of S gol ne.
Our friends pipoles that I created last summer in the festival of Avignon and played from November, 2008 till August, 2009 in Paris. A course of coaching to become pipole in 10 lessons.
Currently, I write The mom seen by the women from texts of Blogueuses that I will play the Temple on September 28th the theatre as part of blog in stage.

A daddy who helps a bit, a lot, passionately or one that? (a perhaps used joker if the zhom in question is likely AND reader of blog!)?

My husband makes a thing principally at home: he puts the capsule in the coffee maker of George Clooney and from time to time also, the pastille in the dishwasher

To be completely honest, he takes care of the breakfast of morning and our son to the school. And for him this means a lot!

Your mom's nicest memory (I know it is cucul, but it is girl's blog here however, it is necessary to respect some ground rules)

I do not think to have known of more moving, stronger instant and nicer than that of its birth In The daily, I really like tenderness cheerful of the bedtime, the reading of (not too long) nistoires and also when he asks me if there were dinosaurs when I was born!!!

Strict mom, mom hen or a mixture of two? (You get to work it in the carrot, in the whip or in yes yes my small darling)

I try to be the most consistent possible (not easy), to keep my seriousness when I give an order and that he laughs in the face to me by saying to me your head is too funny when you say to this! .

For you, it is what the most difficult in mom's life? (yes I always am in my objective to put down with the famous it is marvellous and what of happiness to be mom !)

Apart from tears and huge tiredness of when he was baby (0-25 years), I find that the most difficult, it is this feeling not to be free any more to make what is wanted when he is wanted, to have always to program, to calculate, to envisage meals, exits everything that!

Fields free: (go express cowards you, you there, it is the instant!)

To conclude this sentence of Rousseau or of Mrs de Sta l (I never know!) who says: the children it is marvellous but nevertheless, often, to you ace envies to mourn your breed! .

THEN???? You guess continuation??

Who who wants to come?? On Monday, September 28th, to the theatre of the temple in Paris, 20 h 30 tapante!

I have 5 places to be given.

Then yes, I know  it is still that for the Parisians  , disclaimed disclaimed disclaimed, but ok, grieved sorry, me chose but one never knows if plait show (it will be necessary to laugh sorry a lot), he will perhaps be able to be played again in province??!!!

Leave a comment me to say to me if you want to come. Thank you for proving well before you are well a dispo and free from every kid this evening there and I will make a drawing on Wednesday morning. Then, it will be quickly necessary to send me your names and forenames. If no quick answers, I will do again a printing. Yes, I am just like that!

Go, you, I hope that the idea to you plait, me I am not not very proud :P

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Mom's portrait blogueuse episode 33

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September 14th, 2009 in (Three cheers for the girlfriends)

photo-benjamin-boccasToday a portrait of a mom blogueuse a chouilla (sic) more famous than average, report enters its style other one well affut , and in its legendary pose in it It of the beginning of December, 2008, when it was possible to find me so incidentally. In short, it is not without a small top of pride that I receive in my unassuming residence, Violet of the blog Be Nice and Speak.

Thank you for declining first of all your identity, pseudo, age, numbers of gnomes with load, geographical location (here e-Zabel, national police force, your papers please)

Violet, 38 years, 1 5-year-old girl almost and half, Paris, France. Number of SS at simple request

Working mom or Home mom or roughly, apart glander at home, you make what as activities admitted by the society?

Working mom with numerous caps: blogueuse (if, if it is from the Working), editor freelancer and charged with the online communication of France 2. On the contrary, I make sports (nor between midday and two, needs not to grow.)

A daddy who helps a bit, a lot, passionately or one that? (a perhaps used joker if the zhom in question is likely AND reader of blog!)?

I use a joker, I phone to a friend and I skip three huts. Street of Peace to me here is!

Your mom's nicest memory (I know it is cucul, but it is girl's blog here however, it is necessary to respect some ground rules)

My delivery. And also last week when my daughter started to mourn because she was sad for a very small fellow who made his return in small section of Nursery school, and who gripped very extremely his security blanket "fish" against him.
It is the first time that she shows sensitivity towards one of her peers. Already the age of reason? (ah, they blow me that not, in no way!)

Your blog: why, since when, what they find, your ambition there, what to you plait in the writing (in short, now that you are multimillionaire thanks to your blog, can you speak to us about it a little more?)

Since March, 2007. To replace a long and expensive psychoanalysis at first. Then, for the money, of course.
They find everything there. And especially of nothing. Columns of daily life. Evening stories in Paris (they apologise), some smartness "beauty", sometimes bags and pairs boots, children's words, moronic videos, big words, and smaller words when, seldom, the varnish cracks

What to me plait in the writing? It is one of the rare things of the life that does not resist me.

Strict mom, mom hen or a mixture of two? (You get to work it in the carrot, in the whip or in yes yes my small darling)

Mixture of two. I follow hyper strict on the questions of politeness, notably. And I am extremist "kisses" also. I often wonder if I am a good mother. I was recently told myself that simple fact to wonder it proves that " yes ". I breathe, therefore.

For you, it is what the most difficult in mom's life? (yes I always am in my objective to put down with the famous it is marvellous and what of happiness to be mom !)

Put an end to a genetic egoism. Wake up early the weekend. Make a jigsaw puzzle 15 rooms.
I add that all this is in process of big healing thanks to the balance of ages.

Fields free: (go express cowards you, you there, it is the instant!)

I want righteous man to add that in spite of the joker (I see to be higher) and the morning waking, would not like to do again the way upside down (just as Dave, in On the side of to Swann ).

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Mom's portrait blogueuse episode 32

Valvec: Eyes in Mirettes

Valvec: Eyes in Mirettes

It made a very long time ago! But here it is return, one take back his good habits. Therefore I am really very happy to introduce today, my GIRLFRIEND, Val rie of the blog  Your eyes in Mirettes  .

Thank you for declining first of all your identity, pseudo, age, numbers of gnomes with load, geographical location (here e-Zabel, national police force, your papers please)

Parisian and mom of two even babies of Eyes Valvec, 35 years: Rose, 4 and a half years old and Emile, soon 3 years

Working mom or Home mom or roughly, apart glander at home, you make what as activities admitted by the society?

After 8 last years in agency of advice in public relations, Home Maman for 5 years In other words I make nothing of admitting by the society and I am not more ill there!

In the birth of my daughter, this choice was obvious, visceral In it a conjunction of factors: an uneven course of pregnancies, the desire to make a professional pause, and surely my very small childhood, but it is recovering from the psychoanalysis and I am means of it no more age old, or!

Then, my son arrived rather fast and I therefore naturally renewed my CDD of Home mom.

At this hour, not one second, I regretted this choice even if I am not fooled and that it will be necessary to pay the addendum and even if it is necessary to say (not to throw himself about flowers, but so that it is not a taboo), so that it is an extremely hard choice, that implicates to brush, sometimes, overdose and madness!

To all those who are attracted by this choice, I would say therefore tear along, but register your child however in stopover day nursery, handle you carefully some half days of respite, he leaves of your survival :)

A daddy who helps a bit, a lot, passionately or one that? (a perhaps used joker if the zhom in question is likely AND reader of blog!)?

An exceptional daddy (yours, made I think to transmit him the link of this interview J): the true job admitted by the society, it is it, the history of evening, it is it, shopping, Saturday, it is it, all jobs of "fixing things " (hurt animals, decapitated dolls, cars out of repair, etc), it is it, the small public garden the weekend, it is often it, the untimely waking, at night, it is it once on two

Yours but, I serve in what I finally?!

Your mom's nicest memory (I know it is cucul, but it is girl's blog here however, it is necessary to respect some ground rules)

Just like that, spontaneously, the 1st madman - laugh of my daughter, completely unexplained, finally in my opinion She had some months, I do not know any more exactly, but this day there, I knew that I had made well to stay to her, that for nothing in the world I would like to fail these some seconds Even if of course, madmen-laughs, there were fulls of others, then.

Your blog: why, since when, what they find, your ambition there, what to you plait in the writing (in short, now that you are multimillionaire thanks to your blog, can you speak to us about it a little more?)

Eyes in Mirettes are born in January 2009. I shared already a lot of activities (shows, expo, workshops) with my children and my girlfriends were often surprised at it by asking me where I had found information From there the plan of a guide was born, which collided with a problem of permanence of information. Where from the blog, more reactive, more updated. Failing material enrichment (J), I am very happy when a mom (or a daddy) says to me that she found an idea of exit there

Strict mom, mom hen or a mixture of two? (You get to work it in the carrot, in the whip or in yes yes my small darling)

I think that I am very demanding, rather hard, but I am really put well to judge it The fact remains that my children sometimes felt like changing me: are you more my mom!

For you, it is what the most difficult in mom's life? (yes I always am in my objective to put down with the famous it is marvellous and what of happiness to be mom !)

For me who have the children at home, the absence of silence a lot And then, supporting which they exaggerate, the management of conflicts brother / sister exhausts me.

Fields free: (go express cowards you, you there, it is the instant!)

Thank you my GIRLFRIEND, is the best to you

And fuck Marco! Bah, this fears this on mom's blog, no? And well here Mom, it is not always what is believed and in any case the children cannot read yet :)

Edict of the writing: Marco, it is Mark Lavoine whom it was necessary to meet last Friday evening but who cancelled at last instant

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[Patricia] Size and decline

Today, they find Patricia who tells us a pretty instant of shame!

My elder son is about 4 years old.
He makes an increase of eczema.
As every child who respects himself, it develops symptoms a wakefulness of extended WE, just to test efficiently the expanse of my devotion and my capacity to be answered its problems in any circumstances.

As every mother who respects herself, I take up challenge and leave no stone unturned to get appointment with THE dermatologist of guard.
We are in the waiting room, my son is calm, the doctor is on time. Halleluiah!

They enter, I greet. A simple pressure of the hand is enough to hear the slight and clear voice of my son to say splendid one and spontaneous Good morning Doctor! .
I explain the motive of our visit while he sets up next to me and wisely listen to our dialogue, right really, hands on knees.

(At this definite instant, I tell myself internally that the flannel bermuda intoxicates and the navy blue sports jacket would go to it wonderfully. But ok in short)

The doctor asks him to follow him up to the table of osculation and to undress. He complies, is going to put down the clothes with caution on a chair and is allowed to sound without turning a hair. The diagnostic dermato any eczema and authorises it to refresh, what it makes.

The doctor explains me the prescribed treatment while my son sits down again next to me and wait always so wisely, hands on knees.
Consultation is ended, the dermato looks at us both and congratulates me on the good education of my child, congratulating him on its wisdom, and flinging me habitual verse on the today's tearaways whom the parents cannot hold any more

I make the modest but raise me of my seat filled with pride, passing instantly of the hat A to the hat C. I give a helping hand to my loved son, inviting him to go out. We are on the step of the door, I say goodbye and do not doubt the single instant that he is going to imitate me.

And there my son turns to him a bright smile with lips he raises the hand to address him a small sign of goodbye and throws him very relaxed:

Greeting Chicken!

You see, in the enlivened drawings, when the characters break in thousand pieces following a shock, well here is it was me!

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[Caroline] How I got a place in day nursery

They find a 2nd time Caroline who this time is going to speak to us about her running to a place in day nursery!
I use it to delay you link towards my article on this subject.

My sister simple percentage surrounding wall, she thinks about the future mode of guard Me thinks that in the final they have all their advantages, but to us they were rather parties on the day nursery. And for you I am going to infringe taboo of how they made for credit . That's true that normally it is the type of things which do not tell, but if this can act for somebody Therefore in month 4 as pregnancy, there is appointment finally with the head, who says to us: There is not customary to accept files, they keep that 10 % in committee, it is according to the motivation of the parents (??? what they organise one 100m and the first parents won? how they measure motivation?). I I translated in my head: the most motivated parents are therefore the bloodiest. It also topped up if you know somebody this can help . This, they suspected it, but ok "nobody" was known.
Finally they belong nevertheless moved:
- call every month to the day nursery to remind that they existed always and that they were always great motivated for a place in day nursery. Finally I fell on the other head, the one whom they did not know, and who answered me: I imagine that if you deposited a file you must be interested, why exactly is what you call me? The third time is going to know what to answer
- Appointment with the head of government, to explain him our personal case that is similar that that of everybody, and another appointment with the councilwoman delegated to small childhood, idem. I had prepared a nice speech but it did not even need there, they had air to find this normal that I make them waste their time just because I am going to have a baby and that I worked.
- Final key (nothing to lose), a letter of motivation was written: pedagogic, sociological merits etc.

Finally the committee: YES! well my baby still had not been born and I was as proud of him as when he will achieve a big competition!
Here is the underside of cards, but in truth, promised, I am not a chieuse!

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[Santa] teacher's Anecdotes

They find for a 2nd ticket, Santa, which this time is going to tell us these teacher's anecdotes!

Good morning to all, having possibility thanks to you Isabel to write some lines while you slip her sweetheart in the sun, I launch
I am going to tell some anecdotes of teacher, of teacher on holiday with nothing better to make that to speak about the work.

I again intend say to my colleagues in the meal of the end of the year: oh, me, during holiday, I make space, the school becomes the younger of my worries . It is a bit the problem of this job, they are never disconnected completely; token, when I will be on the ferryboat right in the middle of a Norwegian fiord, before week, I am not sure of holding the same speech, but at the moment it is still cool, therefore I launch

I am going to speak you of aims of school year this famous June when it is 40 degrees in shadow in classifies it and where the children already feel on holiday: the Wednesday and the weekend, they burst in the beach (ok, I work in a school located on the coast of Azure), they lie down later (go, confess it unworthy moms, it is the season of barbecues, no?), this last month of the year when, to us poor teachers lures, in order:

- occupy them all day long and even more: breaks are bobtailed, it is too much warm and the children of the unworthy moms have still forgotten their cap! ( however, I put a word in the notebook, on the door I have to dab it on the forehead? , teacher's word).

- assess them: quarantine competences not less in the oral one after another while other children bah take care only and of course quietly, I let you imagine the discretion of 27 children from 4 to 5 years old

- prepare f te, dance as every year, but a different (therefore it become hollow the head to invent every year a new choreography), which is going to be repeated every day and even more if he is needed because is necessary that it is FLAWLESS the children, otherwise they begin again .

Fortunately that the nice parents spoil us, sometimes they regroup even to give a present to the teacher (Waouh, one day in thalasso to forget what inflicted to us the small monsters it is good to this), and sometimes they do not regroup ( great, I had a candle and an egg, when it is opened, one grafts the cicadas , teacher's word, always the same, which grousing).
OK, go, what counts these are the soft words of these dear children who are not always ungrateful: ma cresse, I am going to miss you, I never want to change class, I always want that you are my ma cresse words of the baby Solange, 5 years old

On it, use, please, your holiday and barbecues and to return, do not forget caps, it is still warm in September!
And thank you Isabel to have allowed me to empty my teacher's bag on your blog

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[Sothey] How I became a housewife

Continuation, continuation of our series of the summer  contributrices readers  , puts in Sothey who tells us how she became a housewife of less than 50 years!

30 years, a small 10-month-old girl, a thesis which I drag as a cannonball and which I upset to end for 7 years! and teacher on child rearing leave for some months still! I think that the order of these things says well enough my priorities of instant ;-) (and I live in Paris also!)

I am thirty years old and, since the day after this swivel birthday , I also have a pitchoune baby (nice present, you will say to me but two capes to cross a blow, this makes a lot!).
And it would seem that these changes in my life line me up without consultation in a category. Yes, I am on child rearing leave and not, I have no time to answer consumers' inquiries almost every day, at lunchtime:
- But your opinion interests us, madam! You are exactly in the target ! Word is dropped: I am " the target "! The one who is going to think as the average of the French, acts as the average of the French and especially CONSUMES as the average of the French! Also as it is wanted to shell me the brain to know which secrets it hides
Then, I rebel as I can not to be NORM "! I get dressed even more in teenager (but this deceives nobody, with my pushchair), I answer mildly the lady who calls me every week to sell me great windows which I am tenant of my accommodation (even if it is not completely true) and I sigh like a lost soul when the workers who work at the bottom of at home do not turn round even any more!
Finally, it is perhaps this, the housewife of less than 50 years! The one who makes everything not to be her and who does not reach it! The one who takes her age better than in 20 years but who regrets seeing the time passing so quickly, the one who is delighted to be mother but who claims to be everything in the daytimes that it is a bit ungrateful work (especially when her man finds that she has anything makes of its day )

And to you, what housewife are you?

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