Canberra has finally acknowledged the existence of spring and today is a beautiful, warm (although astonishingly windy) day. I’m wearing a skirt and sandals for the first time in a year, the cat has emereged from the doona… and my neighbour’s young children can plainly be heard now that we both have our windows wide open. It makes me wonder what happened to our childhood ability to make glass shatter. Do we lose that super power as we become adults?

Apart from the usual shrieking (both from the children and the harried sounding mother) I overheard this gem from the little girl:

"Mummy, David’s peed all over the bathroom floor!"* (Multiply this by 10, with each repetition of the sentence louder each time - I’m sure office workers heard her in Civic.)

As I prepared to do my repetitive (and oh so peaceful!) ironing, I couldn’t help smiling to myself. Motherhood may truly be a wonderful thing (despite all the screeching and crying going on next door), but I’ve never been so relieved that I haven’t embarked on that particular adventure in life.

* Name changed because a) you’re supposed to and, b) little fuzzy on the kid’s actual name.

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