I want to be that mother who can stand up and say I am a strong confident mother and I know what is best for my children. We breastfeed and co sleep, We listen, We include, We eat chocolate and snot smoothies, we trampoline and grow frogs, we sling, we carry and we try and understand and work with our children without resorting to punishments, threats or coercion.

Friday, 4 November 2011

Scooby flying fig Doo

I am so over Scooby Doo.  I must say I am a bit miffed at this.  I used to love Scooby Doo as a kid, I remember it fondly.  Now it bugs the crap out of me, even if I am in the kitchen doing other stuff, if one of the kids mentions they want to watch Scooby Doo I am not shy in letting them know how much I DON'T want to have it on...but they still watch it.  

I am ashamed to say, I was almost relieved today when a bit of Preppy Pigshite came on. I almost felt nostalgic for the Freaky Pig Family.  That was until Daddy Pig pissed me off with his interminable happiness and laughing at every sodding thing...I mean FFS is Daddy Pig on something, because there is no way he could be that tra-la-la all the time? I'm thinking Mummy pig is in on the action too.  Its just not representative of my household and G-d Dammit it makes me mad.  I want to roll about in shit and eat crap all day long and laugh at everything and not give a fuck *or as they say in politer societies a flying fig). I guess I'll have to settle for the mess and crap food, two out of three ain't bad.  

I reckon there could be sufficient audience pressure to turn Daddy and Mummy Pig into  snorting snivelling messes at least once.  Audience pressure managed to make sure Peppa and George were always strapped in.  What do you say? Are you with me? Shall I start another page?  I think I might anyway.

Yes I am over Scooby Doo, doesn't mean the girls are.....so however much I bemoan that I don't want to watch Scooby Doo, I don't interfere or force my choice...much.  Occasionally I put up such a stink that they relent and put something else on...the danger there is that it could be Alvin and the sodding chipmunks...who is Dave and why is he parenting three chipmunks anyway, it just doesn't make sense!!!

There have also been occasions when the true meaning of turn taking occurs (not the one where the girls choose for me) and I get to watch something I want to watch.  Those are rare though...I'm hoping its an age thing!!  I don't think I could live in this family if I didn't get MY choice once in a while..is that too much to ask??!!!  I'm patient *cough*. I can wait.

Also, in keeping with their love of Scooby Doo, because despite my protests, I still think its important to show an interest in my kids interests,  I am making supreme efforts to have a Scooby Doo themed party for Ellie also without going unbelievably over the top.    Thankfully Ellie has thus far asked for a werewolf, then vampire, then strawberry, then who knows what, she is impossible at making up her mind and I ought to tell her I am utterly useless at making anything thats not round or variation of the round I have just made.

Meltdowns - often but minimal
Losing the Plot - often but hormonally slanted
Breastfeeding - strangely completely stopped, I should probably write about that 


  1. I think someone is jelous of the attention Scooby Doo & Preppy Pig Shite are getting!

  2. breastfeeding stopped?
    Harry's really into The Big Bang theory so we get to watch that together and tv is banned in the mornings unless it's the hols and fortunately he's growing out of ceebeebies and moving onto cbbc which is actually quite good and sometimes very, very funny!