1. If I buy something on eBay, I 'won' it therefore its as good as free. And I wonder why S wouldn't let me go to auctions when we were house hunting.
2. When the 3 year old is playing on/watching the ipad, he's actually learning and even, 'getting school ready' and watching cartoons I watched as a child on youtube are definitely not as terrible as watching TV (Gummi Bears anyone?).
3. The wine/cola/juice I consume totally count towards my 2L of water intake a day ... right? Why does 8 glasses of water a day seem impossible but 8 glasses of wine can be done in one meal?
4. I'll just buy this dinosaur and put it in the cupboard for Christmas. Who am I kidding? Its totally going to be used for bribery or given in a moment I'm feeling totally sappy and blessed with my biggest boy.  
5. The baby is going to sleep through tonight so enjoy that extra glass of wine and another episode of XYZ on Netflix ... 1am rolls round, I'm still lying to myself and the baby wakes at 1:30am to party.
6. That shopping I just brought in? It totally doesn't count, its all homewares aka essentials for the house and to be enjoyed by all, not just me - as I pull out concrete diamonds and painted timber blocks and bits of marble (in a house with all boys). 
7. Today will be a good day, my house will be clean, my washing up to date, I will serve the boys nutritious meals with minimal sugar that they will gobble up, I will sing and play dinosaurs and the boys will be delightful, they will nap and be cooperative. Ha - this one is the biggest lie of all but I persist in telling it to myself on Sundays.

But you know what? 

Inspired by my last round of confessions, I finally rolled my Super into one account! I know, go me... helps that the mygov account makes it stupidly easy with the click of a button. So easy I even did S'. Annoyingly, mine came back with more work - I need to provide my marriage certificate ... bloody name changes!


I'm on my own in the office today... I will probably have a bag of microwave popcorn for lunch.


I love Tupperware... as in really love the stuff and won't have any inferior plastics in my home! I've never met a piece I don't like from memory and actually enjoy going to and hosting Tupperware parties. I don't mind going to any party plan parties actually. I don't ever feel obligated to buy and don't know why people are so anti them. Its a break from the children and a chance to socialise with my friends.


If it wasn't Winter and so darn cold, I'd let C run around in a nappy all day ... or nakey. Seriously, dressing this child and or trying to get a nappy on him is an exercise in trying to get a onesie on a flailing octopus with all 8 tentacles waving madly... complete with tortured screams that must have our neighbours convinced all sorts of horrors are happening in our house, particularly after breakfast and dinner (bath time).


But you know what?