And, poor thing, is lying in his unmade bed today.
You see, Groover and I had birthdays in the last couple of months and the kids did not think it necessary to make a fuss.
No cups of tea, no homemade cards, no thought on the morning of our birthdays.
To be fair, Hugamuga did make a bowl of soup for his father for his birthday but failed to tell him it was his present and it sat, congealing on the stove until Groover chucked it out, not realising it was a gift of love.
And on the afternoon of my birthday I did come home to a lovely present, bought after school.
So this morning was a pretty lame affair.
And Dippity is likewise looking at a fairly quiet day in April.
It’s not like we’re asking for much. Some fussing, a homemade card, a cup of tea perhaps, presented in bed on the morning of our birthdays is all that is required.
Trust me kids, it’s worth sucking up to your parents.
I received an email from Hugamuga’s maths teacher today:
Hugamuga did not do very well on his algebra test on Monday, partly due to being away. I told him that some work from him was necessary and I did give him some revision sheets and did tell him to come and see me at lunch time so I could help him, but he never did.
So this modern mother sent her son the email with a please explain request.
I laughed out loud when I got this reply:
errr i will tell the truth 🙁
i thought it would be boring and none of my friends were doing it also in fact nobody and i thought i knew pretty much most of it. 🙁
and with the computing i had alot of interuptions on fridays so i barely got 60% of the lessons
i finished the last assignment just need to send it.
i know its not good enough and your going to be very grumpy when you get home :(!!!
hugamuga curls up in to a little ball behind the book i won for geography at the assembly and the certificate for getting in the top 5% out of 1.7million who did the science comp.
Cute. But he still has to go and do a catch up lesson!
You might have noticed Hugamuga’s comment in the sidebar. That’s my son. Also known as The Orchid Hunter. However I’ve decided to adhere to his online preference and call him by his online handle.
Hugamuga came from a friend of his in primary school – I’m not sure if this friend had looked up the meaning but in fact he was spot on, for Huggermugger means random and disorderly and that, my dear friend, sums up my darling boy. 🙂
So while I’m updating handles – Junior Poshi will now be referred to by her preferred online handle Dippity, which I think comes from Serendipity, a movie she was quite keen on. In fact we are hoping to visit the Serendipity Cafe while in New York.
Hugamuga and Groover have gone to Melbourne for the 12s Footy Trip…
Here are some photos… sounds as if they are having a great time. They saw a game at Docklands last night and are at the MCG now. They’ve toured the Essendon Hall of Fame, had a game with some local lads, gone on the MCG tour, seen training at the MCG and will go on to see AFL World.
Meanwhile back at the ranch, Junior Poshi and I have stayed up late watching videos, seen the latest Harry Potter movie and spent a couple of hours after work in the studios having fun making film review podcasts… coming soon!